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And he said to them all. If any man will 
come after me, let him deny himself, and 
take up his cross daily, and follow me . — 
Luke 9-23. 

He that loveth father or another more 
than me is not worthy of me; and he that 
loveth son or daughter more than me is 
not worthy of me. — Matt. 10-37. 


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Preface 


T he writer does not pose as an author, but is 
sending forth this story which came to him 
in a very short space of time, while watching 
with a sick wife in the month of January, 1908. He 
began to pray in behalf of the work of the church 
he represented. As he prayed the outline of this 
story came into his mind and remained with him 
until it was completed on the ninth day of April, 
1909. 

This book is sent forth trusting that God will 
make it a means of salvation to many. The writer 
has vowed unto God to use in church work all 
money derived from the sale of this book. There- 
fore it is sent forth dedicated to the Home Mission 
Cause as God may direct. 


Bert N. Everett. 


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CHAPTER I. 

“Hello, girls! Where are you going?’' 

“Why, hello, Daisy Miller. We are going down 
to the skating-rink to spend the evening. Where 
are you girls going?” 

“We have started to church.” 

“To church! Since when did you get good?” 

“Oh, I am not good,” replied Daisy, “I just realize 
I ought to be.” 

Such was the greeting between Daisy Miller, a 
modest young girl of seventeen summers, and 
Maud Smith, a high spirited girl some two years 
her senior. 

The companions of each stood in silence while 
the conversation took place. Daisy, remembering 
her friend, said, “Miss Smith, I will make you ac- 
quainted with my friend, Miss Lillian Jones. Miss 
Jones are you acquainted with my friend Miss 
Edith Long?” 

“Yes indeed. Miss Long and I have been friends 
for a long time.” 

As Miss Jones spoke about their being friends a 
blush passed over Edith Long’s face, for she knew 
that if she had a friend anywhere among her young 
acquaintances, that friend was Lillian Jones. It 
brought to her mind at once that she had not always 
been a friend to Lillian ; but being of a self-pos- 
sessed disposition she quickly controlled herself and 

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taking the advantage said, ‘‘Yes, Lillian and I used 
to work in the factory together before she joined 
the church and then she gave up her position be- 
cause we were compelled to work on Sunday.’’ 

“Indeed, Daisy,” spoke Maud Smith, “Miss Jones 
is your guardian angel then as she is taking you to 
church.” 

“No,” said Lillian before Daisy had time to 
answer, “It is Daisy who is taking me to church. 
Where we are going is not the church to which I 
belong.” 

“Well, Daisy, that seems more strange than ever. 
Come and tell us about it. You haven’t turned 
churchy, have you?” 

“No, not exactly. I am acquainted with the lady 
who preaches down there. She is a neighbor to us 
and I go sometimes to come home with her and, — ” 
with a little hesitancy in her voice, “I am getting a 
little interested.” 

“A lady preaching!” exclaimed Edith Long, “I 
never heard of the like. Pray, where does she 
preach ?” 

“Down here on the corner of Second and Walnut 
Streets.” 

“Over there in that little frame building?” 

“Yes, that is the place.” 

“Maud, let us go and hear her.” 

Maud laughed aloud at the thought of her going 
to church, a place she had not been since she used 
to go with her mother before she died, leaving her 
an orphan at the age of seven years. 

“No,” said Maud, “my date is out and I am headed 
for the skating-rink. Why, it would scare the people 
to see Maud Smith coming to church.” Yet as she 
said this there was a tremor in her voice for her 
mind, in a moment of time, had gone back over 
years of misspent life and in memory she saw that 
thin-faced, loving mother standing in the class- 
meeting praising God, and again as she knelt at the 

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family altar asking God to protect her only daughter 
and make of her a good Christian woman. As these 
thoughts came to her mind they brought the tears 
to her eyes, for she was tender-hearted. 

''Let us all go in and sit together,’’ said Lillian 
Jones. 

"No,” said Maud, "let us all go to the skating- 
rink. The two champion skaters will be there to- 
night and besides, my word is out.” 

"Yes, that is so,” spoke Edith Long, for she was 
young and the skating-rink held great attractions 
for her. "Come girls, let us go to the rink to-night 
and then we will all go to church to-morrow night,” 
she said, looking toward Maud to sanction it. But 
Maud was slow to speak. 

"That would be a good idea,” spoke Daisy, for 
she had a great weakness and that was worldly 
pleasure. As she spoke she looked at Lillian to get 
her consent, for although Lillian was a church mem- 
ber, Daisy knew her love for the skating-rink. 

"Well,” said Maud, who had been reflecting and 
was allowing her conscience to work for the first 
time in years, "if you girls agree to that, we will go 
to the rink to-night and then all meet at Daisy’s 
house to-morrow evening at seven o’clock and go to 
church.” 

"It is a go,” chimed in Edith and Daisy, and 
Lillian did as too many church members do, let 
silence give consent, and went along with a willing 
mind but not an easy conscience. 

The four girls turned their faces about and went 
down the street toward the skating-rink, sometimes 
talking about the church and sometimes talking 
about the champion skaters, but each heart was car- 
rying its own burden for the girls knew where they 
ought to be. 

The rink was reached and all was stir and bustle. 
All seemed to be at their best to enjoy the evening. 
The champions were there and did some fine skating. 

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Their performing was wonderful and every one said 
it was the best of the season. But somehow our four 
friends did not enjoy it; they were at the rink but 
their minds had a strange drawing toward the little 
frame church on the corner of Second and Walnut 
Streets. At nine thirty Lillian made the fact known 
to her companions that it was time for her to go 
home, so not having had the enjoyment they thought 
they would, they all consented to go home. As they 
parted on the corner of Seventh and George Streets 
each girl going her way, Daisy reminded them of 
the promise for to-morrow evening. 

''Yes, we will be there and go to hear the girl 
preacher,” cried Maud and Edith at the same time 
from opposite sides of the street. 

"What did that girl say, Grace?” cried Mayme 
Black to her friend and neighbor, Grace Sharp. 

"I did not catch the words, but it was something 
about a girl preaching.” 

"Well, there comes papa,” cried Mayme as Law- 
yer Black came walking up the broad stone walk 
which led from the street to their elegant mansion. 
He had been to prayer meeting and while there the 
pastor had, at the close of the service, called a meet- 
ing of the official board of which Mr. Black was 
president. 

"Good night, Grace.” 

"Good night, Mayme,” cried Grace as she was 
half way across the lawn. 

Lawyer Black and his daughter disappeared from 
view and the large door closed behind them. 


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CHAPTER 11. 

We left our four friends as they parted on the 
corner of Seventh and George Streets, Maud and 
Lillian going south but on opposite sides of the 
streets since Lillian had less than half a block to go. 
Daisy went east and Edith north for a few blocks. 

Lillian was wishing the folks would be in bed so 
none of them would ask her about the meeting. 
She was at ease when she found that the light was 
turned low and all had retired. She stole softly up- 
stairs, fearing she would waken her mother, who 
was always uneasy about her when she was out. 
She reached her own room without causing any dis- 
turbance and was thankful. The first difficulty being 
past, she had time for reflection and sat down to 
think. 

‘‘Why do I feel this way? I have been to the 
skating-rink before and have attended card-parties 
and a dance at my Sunday-school teacher’s home 
and I never felt like this before. I am actually 
ashamed of myself for going to the skating-rink to- 
night and I would not have mama know it for 
anything. What shall I tell her about the meet- 
ing if she asks me?” The poor girl, although a 
church member, for the first time in her life really 
breathed her soul out to God in prayer; “Oh God, 
if you will keep mama from asking me anything 
about the meeting and will help me out of this 
trouble I will never go to a skating-rink as long 
as I live.” 

Meanwhile Maud Smith was going south on 
Seventh Street in a deep study. Something strange 
and unusual had come over her. All at once she 
stopped and stamping her foot unusually hard said 
with all the firmness of her character. ‘T will.” 

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This was said aloud and it brought her to herself. 
She realized that she had gone several blocks past 
her home — alas, what she called home. She turned 
about and retraced her steps, still saying, “1 will, 
I will,’’ and for the first time in her life she found 
she had an enemy to fight that was stronger than 
herself and she, too, like Lillian Jones, for the first 
time really prayed. She said from the heart, “Oh, 
God, if yon will help me I will do that thing this 
very night.” 

She quickened her pace and instead of stopping 
at what she called home she hurried back to the 
skating-rink. They were just ready to close for 
the evening and she easily found the object of her 
errand, a tall, portly man of thirty-five, whose hair 
was just beginning to turn a little gray. She met 
him in a convenient place to have an open, frank 
talk with him. 

“I have met you according to agreement, but not 
to keep my date. I have been home and have re- 
turned here just to see you. My past life and my 
mother and my mother’s prayers have come before 
me to-night. I cannot tell you how I feel, or why 
I feel as I do, but this one thing I must say, T will 
not keep my engagement with you to-night. I am 
determined, by God’s help, to live a better life and 
my advice to you, Mr. Brown, is to change your way 
of living. Go home to your wife and children and 
live happily together. You can if you will.” 

As the last words died on her lips she turned and 
walked rapidly away, leaving the astonished man 
as much bewildered as if some one had struck him 
a blow. He was a man with some heart left, so 
when he realized what had occurred he did not try 
to overtake her and influence her against her resolu- 
tion. He went to the livery-stable and ordering 
his buggy drove home. He was considered a fast 
driver, but this time his horse took its leisure. All 

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he could hear was, ‘^You can if you will. You can 
if you will.’' 

Daisy Miller went home but not to sleep. She 
spent a restless night and on the following day it 
seemed to her that she never wanted to hear of an- 
other skating-rink. She had almost made up her 
mind to be a Christian. 

Edith Long, who had but little, if any, spiritual 
conception, having been reared in a home without 
any religious influence, had no thought of becoming 
any better than the present moral condition of her 
neighborhood, which was very poor. Although a 
good natured, light-hearted girl, at times she felt a 
strange feeling creeping over her which she could 
not account for and sometimes she really felt as if 
she had done wrong. The girls at the factory said 
her best beau had gone back on her, but she would 
readily arouse herself and go on in her light-hearted, 
jovial way. In a few short weeks she knew why 
these queer feelings had come upon her. 

At the appointed time the four girls were gath- 
ered in Mrs. Miller’s quaint, little sitting room ready 
to start for church. The usual gay conversation, 
which is a natural characteristic of a company of 
young girls, was absent, especially so with Maud 
and Lillian. Edith was quite talkative and kept up 
the conversation, while Daisy tried to be light- 
hearted in the presence of her mother. The time 
soon came for them to start so as to be on time at the 
church. Mrs. Miller asked the girls to come back 
again and expressed herself as being well pleased 
at their going to church. Daisy kissed her mother 
and with the parting words from her for Daisy to be 
home early, she closed the door leaving the four 
friends alone once more. 

It was a beautiful, moonlight night in the early 
part of November. They stood for a moment, then 
Daisy catching Edith by the arm took the lead, leav- 
ing Lillian Jones and Maud Smith to follow. 

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Though they had known each other but one brief 
day and their stations in life were different, they 
became fast friends at once and their friendship 
grew stronger as the years passed. The air was 
cool and they walked quite briskly for they had 
more than half a mile to go. Sometimes they were 
all four talking to each other at once and some- 
times the conversation was on personal matters 
between the companions. Especially was this so 
with Maud and Lillian. Lillian was of a sympa- 
thetic nature and had a loveable disposition and poor 
Maud, though a down-trodden girl, had the qualities 
which go to make up the excellency of a true woman. 

They reached the little church and found that the 
song service had begun. There was quite a crowd 
of boys on the outside, but it was nothing unusual 
for boys to stand there, for they liked to have the 
freedom of talking and smoking. The girls paused 
a moment on the steps and in that moment Maud 
received a dagger, as it were, to her heart, for words 
are sometimes like daggers. They had just finished 
singing a hymn and the last two lines fell upon 
Maud’s ears with a weight which made her tremble: 
''If you love your mother meet her in the skies.” 
This was not the first time Maud had heard these 
words, but they awakened her as she had never been 
awakened before, and as she stepped inside the 
church for the first time in years such a strange sen- 
sation went through her entire being. She had been 
in the gilded ball-room, in the wine-rooms, at the 
opera and many worldly places of amusement, — 
but this strange feeling, what was this? This was 
something new. She never thought she was a bad 
girl, but now she thought she was the worst creature 
living. 

Lillian leading the way, they found seats near the 
middle of the church where the four were seated 
together. Daisy and Lillian were quite at home, 
having been there before. Maud was too much 

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troubled in mind to notice anything or anybody. 
Edith was all eyes and ears trying to see and hear 
everything at the same time. 

They had not been there long before a young, 
slender girl arose with a Bible in her hand, walked 
upon the rostrum and stood behind the desk. Every- 
thing was unusually quiet ; Maud and Lillian could 
hear nothing but the beating of their own hearts. 
They thought this the most beautiful woman they 
had ever seen ; her face seemed to shine with a heav- 
enly radiance. She stood for a few moments in sil- 
ence, then with a sweet, calm voice which seemed 
more angelic than human she requested the Chris- 
tian people to pray for her while she tried to speak 
on the love of God to a lost world, how ^‘He gave 
His only begotten son that whosoever believeth on 
Him might not perish, but have everlasting life.” 

The speaker certainly had the help of God in 
speaking, for no mortal could speak as she did with- 
out divine help. It seemed not so much what she 
said as the way she said it. It came from her heart 
and went to the hearts of the hearers. A number of 
them sat in tears as she told of the sufferings of 
Jesus and how he could save people from their sins 
and make them happy and help them to live right. 
No matter how far in sin they had gone this Jesus 
would make them all equal and claim them as breth- 
ren. As she waxed eloquent by the help of the spirit 
many were almost persuaded to step into the foun- 
tain. ^'Now is the time to seek this Jesus. Come 
while we sing, kneel down here, confess your sins 
and God will own you as his child,” she said. 

'"As His child,” thought Maud Smith. It sent a 
chill through her heart. She heard no more. She 
never could tell why, but she arose at once, made her 
way to the altar and began to call upon God for 
mercy, while her three companions looked on in 
amazement. 


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CHAPTER III 

The girl preacher, as she was termed, was Miss 
Jessie Wells, a young woman who had been reared 
in luxury and refinement, but who, in just such a 
meeting as this she was now holding, was wonder- 
fully converted to God and God had called her, as 
He did Abraham, out from her father’s house. Her 
parents being very wealthy and of a proud spirit 
greatly opposed Jessie’s taking the real, uncompro- 
mising way of the cross. It was too plain and but 
few took that way ; she ought to go to the church 
which was more respected. But Jessie was honest 
with her convictions and loyal to God and stood 
firm in the midst of opposition. When she made 
known the fact to her parents that she was going 
out in the church of her choice to preach the gospel, 
it was a blow and excited all the carnal nature 
Colonel Wells ever possessed. He threatened her 
with whipping and heaped much abuse upon her. 
The mother, being of a more cunning nature, used 
persuasion and tried to hire her. But Jessie had 
real religion and had given up all for Jesus. She 
told her parents it was God calling and she must go. 
She did not love them any less, but more than she 
ever did, but she loved God more now than all and 
she must obey Him. 

Colonel Wells was of an iron-clad nature, yet he 
relented somewhat and tried to hire Jessie. The 
parents talked the matter over and decided they 
would give Jessie the one hundred and sixty acre 
farm or the elegant home where they were living. 
After supper one evening they called Jessie into the 
drawing room where they could have a private con- 
versation. When they were in the drawing-room 
and the door was closed, Colonel Wells was the first 

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to break the silence. '"Jessie. He called her name 
in an unfamiliar tone, one the family was unaccus- 
tomed to, for Colonel Wells spoke with a rough, 
commanding voice, but his voice as he spoke now 
was full of persuasion. The girl looked around in 
astonishment at the change he had affected. The 
Colonel had to swallow a big lump which had come 
up in his throat, but he calmed himself and went on : 
"Jessie, you are our youngest child. Your brother 
George has made a fine business man and is an hon- 
or to the city and to his business firm and is a great 
honor to the family. Mabel, your only sister, has 
acquired fame as a writer and is bringing the praise 
of the world to herself every day. Our family has 
never had a blot upon it.’' As the Colonel said this 
there was just a little blush came to his face, but he 
quickly overcame it and went on. "Now, you are our 
only child left at home. You have great prospects 
before you. In a few years you can be at the head 
of the music department in our establishment or be 
anything else you choose. This foolish notion you 
have in your head will wreck your mind, ruin your 
prospects of usefulness in the world, and bring your 
old gray-haired father and mother down in disgrace 
and spoil their happiness for the rest of their days.” 

It was a blow to Jessie to hear her father talk like 
this and it was only God who kept her from scream- 
ing out with grief. 

The Colonel went on: "Now, Jessie, this notion 
will soon blow over and you will look at it then 
with common sense. Your mother and I have de- 
cided we will not compel you to give up this foolish- 
ness, but we have an offer to make you. We will 
give you as your own, if you will give up this fool- 
ish notion forever, the one hundred and sixty acre 
farm on the Hopedale Road, or this beautiful home 
in which we live, either of these to be your own, on 
the condition that you will never name this non- 
sense or go down to that mission again. Refuse to 

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do this and go out with those religious fanatics and 
I will disinherit you forever/’ 

The last was said in the Colonel’s rough manner 
of speaking. Jessie sat with her face in her hands, 
and not a motion did she make. The Colonel, ex- 
pecting a reply, but receiving none, advised Jessie 
to study over the proposition until morning and then 
give him an answer before he left the city for a ten 
days trip to Colorado. 

He left the room and mother and daughter sat in 
silence for some minutes. The mother could bear 
the burden no longer. She arose, went to her daugh- 
ter, put her arms around her, planted a kiss upon 
her forehead and then hastily left the room to find 
relief in tears. 

Jessie sat there for a few moments in silence. 'T 
was to lead the meeting to-night at the mission,” 
she thought, ^'but I cannot now. My mind is so 
disturbed.” Looking at her watch she saw it was 
almost time for the meeting. She hurried to the 
’phone. ^^Give me ninety-nine.” 

The Colonel heard ninety-nine. ''What is that? 
I will listen.” For the first time in his life Colonel 
Wells was guilty of eavesdropping. 

"Hello, Laura,” rang out the clear voice of Jessie. 

Colonel remarked aloud, "How can she be so 
calm? It beats me.” 

Laura returned the greeting. Then the Colonel 
listened in breathless silence. 

"Laura, will you take charge of the meeting to- 
night, I cannot be there.” 

"Why?” rang the voice of Laura, so surprised. 
"What is the matter?” 

"I cannot explain, but will tell you later. Pray for 
me. Good night/’ 

"Well,” said the Colonel, that is encouraging. She 
is not going to-night. Pray for me, — I do not like 
that. It makes me think — Oh, but that is buried 
long ago and I will never dig it up again.” So say- 

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ing he strolled out on the porch and lighted his cigar 
for his evening smoke. 

Jessie hurried to her room, but not to sleep, for 
there was little sleep that night for these three of 
the Wells family. 

Colonel Wells lay worrying over what he con 
sidered a disgrace, but which he afterwards saw was 
his great blessing. Mrs. Wells spent a restless night 
with her mother heart breaking for her youngest 
child. She tried to pray for her daughter, for her- 
self, and for her husband, but it had been so long 
since she had tried to pray. She used to pray and 
she wished that night that her life had been dif- 
ferent. ''But we will make the best of it,’’ and so 
saying she smothered down her conscience. 

Poor Jessie, with the love for father and mother 
and home burning brighter than it ever had and 
with the call of God upon her, her duty to Him and 
the lost world weighing heavily upon her, was 
struggling for the mastery of herself. She felt as 
she thought her Saviour must have when he was 
tempted in the wilderness. The enemy brought 
before her an indulgent father, a loving mother, 
brother, sister, an elegant home, fine clothes, jewels, 
fine company, pleasant rides, social gatherings of 
the young folks, and also the one hundred and sixt}^ 
acres of land. All of these were brought before her 
mind’s eye as plain as ever she saw anything in her 
life. On the other hand she would have an angry 
father, a heart-broken mother, a brother and sister 
who would desert her. She would be without a 
home and go out with a few who called themselves 
her friends. She would wear plain clothes and no 
jewels, be constantly meeting strangers, have no 
warm bed in winter time, but with aching head and 
tired limbs would go on and on. These two pic- 
tures of real life were before her and she must make 
her choice. ^^What must I do?” she cried out from 
the depths of her soul. ''Lord, help me.” 

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The Lord did help her, for as she was once more 
looking at the farm, father, mother, young friends, 
brother, sister, fine clothes, and an easy time in life, 
she heard the voice of Jesus speaking to her soul as 
did Peter, ''Lovest thou me more than these?'’ This 
was enough. Jessie remembered her consecration 
and by the help of God she kept it. She looked up 
and sang from her heart that beautiful stanza, 

''Here I give my all to thee. 

Friends and time and earthly store. 

Soul and body thine to be 
Wholly thine forever more.” 

As she sang the Lord wonderfully poured out 
His Spirit upon her and she was blessed. She felt 
that if her father should turn her out it would be for 
Jesus' sake. She looked at her watch and was sur- 
prised to find it almost three o'clock. She knelt once 
more and thanked God for his help, and then lying 
down was soon in sweet slumber. 

She arose at the usual hour, dressed in a plain 
black suit and went down to meet her parents at 
breakfast. Colonel Wells looked up anxiously as his 
daughter came into the room, thinking he would see 
a forlorn looking creature who had given up hope of 
a cherished ambition ; but he was doomed to disap- 
pointment, for Jessie opened the door with a "Good- 
morning, papa and mama,” and going up kissed her 
father, saying, "You are the best papa.” 

Colonel Wells was puzzled. He thought he un- 
derstood this and yet he did not. Oh, this suspense. 
If the girl would only say something. But Jessie 
waited and the meal was eaten with the usual con- 
versation. 

After the breakfast was ended Jessie called her 
parents into the sitting-room and told her exper- 
ience of the night. She told how everything was 
pictured before her, what she would have if she 
should stay at home and what she would have if she 

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should go into the work. ''A voice seemed to say 
to me, ‘You must make a choice,' and if ever a soul 
heard Jesus speak I heard him say, ‘Lovest thou Me 
more than these?' I have made my choice, and 
papa, while I love you and mama more than I ever 
did, I love Jesus more and I will obey God." 

The Colonel was white with rage and we cannot 
tell what might have happened had not Mrs. Wells 
with a scream fainted and fell back into her hus- 
band's arms. 


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CHAPTER IV. 


We left our four friends, Maud Smith, Edith Long, 
Lillian Jones, and Daisy Miller in the little church 
on the corner of Second and Walnut Streets. Maud 
had just gone to the altar and left her three com- 
panions standing in astonishment. They had never 
thought of such a thing as Maud going to the altar 
to seek religion. They would not have been sur- 
prised at Daisy, but Maud — they could not under- 
stand it. 

Maud was in earnest. There were several others 
at the altar but she did not mind them. It was a great 
surprise when she went forward. A number of the 
people in the church knew her and it was very un- 
expected to them. The speaker saw this and the 
earnestness which the girl manifested and it drew 
her toward Maud. When the invitation hymn closed 
the speaker asked for all Christians who would to 
come around the altar and pray for the seekers. 
They had an old fashioned altar service, where the 
people were in earnest and the seekers wanted re- 
lief from their burdened hearts. 

Two prayed through that night, but, while poor 
Maud received help, she did not get the victory. 
Miss Wells prayed and talked with her at the altar 
and found out some things about our friend which 
drew her toward Maud. She spoke to her about 
leaving all worldly companions and the pleasures 
of the world, the wearing of gold, and explained the 
Bible as best she could. She asked her to give up 
dancing and card-playing. Maud said she would 
give up everything for Jesus, that she would dress 
plainly and take the narrow way with all it might 
mean. But still she did not get through. At last 

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Miss Wells asked her if there was any restitution 
she would have to make. 

'‘What is that? I don't know what that is." 

"Well, I will try to help you. Did you ever take 
anything which did not belong to you, or buy any- 
thing and never pay for it? Did you ever borrow 
any money and have not paid it back?" 

"Yes," said Maud frankly, "I did borrow some 
money and never paid it back and from a poor 
woman, too." 

"Will you go and tell her you are sorry and pay 
her back?" 

Maud halted a moment. "Can't I wait until I get 
the money and send it to her by mail?" 

"Does she live out of town?" 

"No, she lives here." 

"I think it best for you to see her as soon as you 
can." 

Maud settled down, for she did not know what to 
do. She could not get around it and she wanted to 
go through and get saved. Miss Wells kept trying 
to encourage her and at last Maud made up her mincl 
she would go. 

The hour was getting late and Miss Wells 
thought the meeting had better be closed for that 
night, so she asked those seeking to say something 
as to what they expected to do. Maud arose from 
the altar, her eyes red and her cheeks swollen from 
weeping. She spoke very clearly and distinctly, 
for she had an excellent voice. 

"This is the first time I have been in a church 
since my mother died when I was seven years old. 
Why I am here I do not know, but I believe there is 
a better way for me to live and I believe there is a 
true salvation and I want it. I am not saved to- 
night but by God's help I will be." 

The other seeker said he wanted salvation and 
desired all Christians to pray for him. Then the 

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preacher arose and gave them some words of en- 
couragement. 

‘^Now before closing to-night, I want to know if 
there is anyone here who desires the prayers of 
God’s people that they may become a Christian. Will 
you rise to your feet and by that act say, Tray for 
me?’ ” 

Lillian Jones was on her feet at once, then several 
others arose. They lingered a moment and Daisy 
Miller arose also. Edith was too full of life this 
evening to take anything seriously. The preacher 
asked all Christians to pray for those who had arisen. 
Then she dismissed the meeting requesting every one 
to be present the next evening. 

Our four friends lingered a little since Daisy was 
to wait and accompany Miss Wells home. This just 
suited Maud for she wanted to talk to Miss Wells. 
They had gone but a short distance when Maud un- 
burdened her heart to Miss Wells. She told her 
how she had borrowed five dollars and had not paid 
it back. She said, 'T am ashamed to confess this to 
you, but somehow I feel that you are my friend.” 

'Wes, indeed, I am your friend,” and as she said 
this she put her arm around Maud and drew her 
closer. This was something new for Maud to have 
someone put her arm around her in a loving way as 
Miss Wells did. It brought tears to her eyes again 
but she controlled herself and went on. 

'T want you, if you will, to go with me to-morrow. 
I have a confession to make. I do not know what 
this will mean, it may be, perhaps, they will arrest 
me. I took ten dollars from a lady a few weeks ago 
and I must go and pay her back.” 

"Well, my dear girl, I will stand by you and do 
all I can. Remember that Jesus is your friend.” 

By this time they had reached the corner where 
the other girls were, they having walked a little 
faster. They were to separate here. Jessie shook 
hands with them all again and told them she would 

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pray for them Then a sudden thought occurred to 
her. She would ask Maud to come with her and 
spend the night. To this Maud consented and the 
girls separated. 

After reaching their destination Jessie Wells and 
Maud had a good season of prayer and then retired. 

Daisy went to bed and tried to sleep but could 
not. She had known for some time that she ought 
to be a Christian, but could not give up the world. 
Its fascinating pleasures were holding her away 
from God. However, after spending a restless night, 
she felt more like giving up the world and being a 
Christian. 

Lillian Jones was truly an awakened girl. She 
told her parents about the meeting and confessed 
to them that she was void of grace. The mother 
tried to appear indignant, yet down in her heart she 
was glad for the stand her daughter had taken. The 
father, a man indifferent to all forms of religion, said 
nothing, yet he was not surprised, for he knew what 
real salvation was. 

Edith Long was feeling that she ought to be a 
good girl, yet no serious thought had entered her 
mind as to getting saved. 

Miss Wells and Maud had a fair night’s rest, after 
Maud had unburdened her heart. They arose early 
the next morning and soon started out to find the 
lady to whom Maud owed the five dollars. They 
went down Seventh Street for several blocks, then 
turned east on Marble Street and continued their 
journey to the end of the street. The nearer they 
drew to the place, the faster Maud’s heart beat ; 
she felt that she never could face the woman and 
was tempted to give up and go back. Having her 
new friend with her she leaned heavily upon her. 
Had it not been for Miss Wells’ wisdom in taking 
Maud home with her for the night, doubtless Maud 
would have given up, but the presence of Miss Wells 

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and her encouraging words kept Maud inspired to 
go through. 

At last the little house was reached and although 
poor Maud had felt badly before, just now it seemed 
as if tons were weighing upon her heart. There was 
but one thing to do, and that was to face the woman, 
confess her sin, pay her what she had borrowed, 
and ask forgiveness. A smoke was coming out of 
the chimney and there were other signs which 
showed that someone was at home. 

Miss Wells was praying for God to help Maud 
through this trying time and as they turned in at 
the gate she said, ‘^Have courage, dear. There is 
balm for the broken heart. ’’ 

Maud rapped at the door and the lady herself 
opened it. Maud spoke in a clear, plain voice, which 
surprised herself. ''Good-morning, Mrs. Logan.’’ 

The surprised and bewildered Mrs. Logan stood 
looking, first at Maud and then at Miss Wells and 
finally stammered out, "Good-morning, Maud. 
Come in.” 

Maud stepped into the cozy, little room where 
everything was plain, but neat. She introduced Miss 
Wells as her friend, and, as Mrs. Logan received the 
introduction, Miss Wells extended her hand, and 
Mrs. Logan received an impression which she never 
forgot. Mrs. Logan gave them both chairs and 
made them as comfortable as possible, but she was 
much excited over the unexpected visit from Maud 
Smith. She had not been to her home in months, 
and when she was there last quite a few words had 
passed between them over the five dollars in ques- 
tion. 

As soon as the greetings were over Maud at once 
came right to the point and broke the ice as she 
termed it. 

"Well, Mrs. Logan, my visit is unexpected and a 
surprise to you, but I have come to ask you to for- 
give me for the way I have treated you. I am 

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ashamed of myself and I want to pay yon back with 
interest, the five dollars I borrowed from you. 

As she said this she laid six dollars in the be- 
wildered woman’s lap. All this was said so quick- 
ly that no one could have interrupted her had they 
desired. 

She continued, have been a very wicked girl, 
but now I am coming to God and I am going to quit 
all of my evil ways, get saved and live a Christian 
life.” 

This so surprised Mrs. Logan that she could not 
have said anything bad to Maud had she desired. 
Maud continued, 'T have been seeking the Lord. 
I am not saved yet, but I am going to be and meet 
my mother in heaven.” 

By this time the tears were flowing down Maud’s 
cheeks, but she did not try to control them. Mrs. 
Logan’s heart was touched and she wept and Miss 
Wells took advantage of the occasion to turn it to 
good account for God. 

'‘Mrs. Logan, are you a Christian?” 

'T am not,” said Mrs. Logan. 

Miss Wells then told her of the love of God and 
his power to save and to keep. They knelt in 
prayer and Miss Wells prayed for Mrs. Logan. 
Maud prayed for herself, and as Miss Wells contin- 
ued her prayer light broke in upon Maud’s heart and 
she began to praise the Lord for salvation and to 
entreat Mrs. Logan to get saved. When they took 
their departure Mrs. Logan had promised that she 
would come to church that evening. 

Maud went out of the gate a different girl and in 
a different humor than she had the last time. She 
was happy, and it is needless to say that Miss Wells 
was happy also. They went several blocks with- 
out either speaking, for they were too happy for 
conversation. Miss Wells looked at her watch and 
seeing that it was a quarter past nine o’clock asked 

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Maud if they had not better go at once to see the 
other lady. 

Maud dreaded this interview, but she had prom- 
ised God that she would go through, so they took 
a city car and went to another part of the city. 
Going up to an elegant mansion Maud rang the bell. 
A servant answered the call and Maud asked to see 
Mrs. Lanigan. The servant spoke to Mrs. Lanigan^ 
who came to the door quickly. As she saw Maud 
she looked upon her with disgust, and said in a 
very cold way, 'AVhat do you want?’’ 

This made Maud lose her courage, but a word or 
two whispered in her ear by Miss Wells helped her 
and she said in a kind, humble voice, 'T have 
brought my friend with me and we want to speak 
to you a few minutes.” 

'Tndeed, my time is very valuable, but come in 
for a few minutes,” and turning, she led the way in- 
to the reception-room, without giving any chance 
for an introduction. They took seats. Maud was 
slow to speak on account of the wound in her heart. 

“Well,” said Mrs. Lanigan, “what do you want 
with me?” 

Tears came to Maud’s eyes, but God was helping 
her and she began : “Mrs. Lanigan, I have quit my 
sinful way of living and have been converted. 

“Indeed, and I suppose you are trying to raise 
money for some charity work.” 

This was a blow to Maud and she could not speak 
for a few moments. Miss Wells spoke with 
a righteous indignation, “No, indeed not, my good 
woman. We came here on an important errand.” 

This was said in a kind, yet firm manner which 
made Mrs. Lanigan look at her in astonishment. 
Her only answer was, “Well.” 

By this time Maud had recovered herself suffi- 
ciently to speak clearly and firmly. She determined 
to have the worst over at once. 

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‘'Mrs. Lanigan,” she said, “some time ago when 
I worked for you, you accused me of stealing ten 
dollars. As I told you, I have been converted and 
I promised God I would confess this to you. I want 
to tell you that I took the money, but I am sorry 
and want to pay you as soon as I can. I can pay 
you four dollars now and as soon as I can get the 
other six I will give it to you, but four dollars is all 
I have now.’’ 

Mrs. Lanigan made no reply for a few moments, 
then she began a tirade of abuse and told Maud she 
could not pay her a cent, she could pay it to the 
court. “It is getting terrible the way decent people 
are being treated by the poor trash they have to 
hire as servants. You can leave my house if that is 
your errand and settle this account at court.” 

Maud broke down and wept bitterly. Miss Wells 
stepped over to her and having spoken some en- 
couraging words, turned to Mrs. Lanigan and, with 
all the culture and refinement anyone could possess 
said, “Madam, you should treat this girl differently. 
She has done wrong, but give her a chance.*’ 

This excited Mrs. Lanigan more than ever and 
she ordered them away. Miss Wells asked to 
pray before they went. 

“Oh, no, you cannot disgrace my house that way. 
Go, or I will call a servant immediately.” 

Maud and Miss Wells quietly left the room. Mrs. 
Lanigan in her rage ordered her carriage to go to 
her lawyer. She made her way as fast as she could 
to the lawyer’s office and laid the case before him, 
with instructions to get out a warrant and prose- 
cute the case at once. Mr. Black was loath to do 
such a thing, but Mrs. Lanigan was one of his best 
clients and he could not give up several thousand 
dollars a year, so he went, and began at once to do 
his part of the work. 

Maud and Miss Wells did not take a car. They 
preferred to walk so they would not attract so much 

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attention, since Maud was weeping bitterly. This 
was a new experience for Miss Wells. She did not 
know what to do, but she encouraged Maud by tell- 
ing her she would stand by her and urging her to 
trust the Lord. ‘'All things work together for good 
to them that love God.’’ 

Poor Maud. What a burden she would have been 
under had not the Lord a few hours before spoken 
peace to her soul. After walking several blocks 
Maud was composed enough that they could talk 
together. They tried to plan but did not know what 
to plan for. At last they decided for Maud to go and 
make her home with Miss Wells until they could 
learn what could be done. Miss Wells took Maud 
to her room and fixed for her a cup of tea and some 
lunch. She knew that they needed to hear from 
God and that fasting was a means of help in prayer, 
so she desired to go at once to her room to pray. 
Asking Maud to lie down and rest while she went 
away and prayed until she received the assurance 
that all would end well. When she came out she 
found Maud composed and reading her Bible. She 
told Maud about her assurance and said for her not 
to worry^ for if they did arrest her God would see 
her through and she should not go to jail. Maud 
seemed to be composed, but after a while began to 
be nervous and expected an officer at any time. Late 
in the evening there was a rap on the door and 
Maud was very much distressed. Miss Wells 
noticed this and said, “Courage, Maud,” and opened 
the door to find a blue-coated officer standing there. 


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CHAPTER V. 

We will return to the Wells mansion where we 
left Colonel Wells as he caught his wife, who had 
swooned away when Jessie had given them her 
answer that she would obey the voice of God. He 
was in a rage but, by some power which he did not 
understand, he controlled himself. They carried 
Mrs. Wells to the sofa in the parlor and telephoned 
for the doctor. He said it was not nervous prostra- 
tion but just a shock of the nervous system and that 
she would be all right in a few days. 

Jessie was very uneasy about her mother. She 
and her father remained with Mrs. Wells all day. 
Colonel Wells did not leave the house, although he 
was not needed, for Mrs. Wells was able to sit up 
after a while. He was much disappointed about 
going west and more disappointed with Jessie. 
Jessie spent the day as much as was possible in 
prayer, praying more than usual for her father. 

At the close of the day Mrs. Wells was able to 
lunch with them. The subject which had caused 
the trouble was not mentioned; Colonel Wells was 
still very angry, but he had too much respect to 
give way to it while his wife was sick. After 
luncheon Jessie went into the parlor and began to 
play on the piano to pass the time away, but Mr. 
and Mrs. Wells retired to the sitting-room. They 
were quietly seated when Mrs. Wells broke the sil- 
ence. 

''James,’’ she said, "I do not want you to oppose 
Jessie any more. I admire the girl. It is what I 
ought to have done one time, decided for God.” 

Colonel Wells bit his lips, for it brought back to 
his memory the time when he had demanded of his 
wife that she give up a foolish notion, as he called 

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it, and be a respectable Christian. She, too, had 
decided, but not as her daughter had. He knew, 
better than anyone else, that his wife did not enjoy 
life as well as she seemed to, for although she had 
wealth and luxury, these did not satisfy. He 
thought of the time, forty years ago, when his wife, 
as she stepped into a buggy assisted by himself, 
asked a little company of pilgrims to pray for her. 
She was at a camp-meeting and he had gone for 
her. These things came to his mind clearly again, 
for he knew that although she had gone with him 
and done as he desired, she had never been really 
happy after that. 

Mrs. Wells continued, ''James, you have been a 
good husband and father. You have done all you 
could so far as money is concerned to make us all 
happy, but, dear husband, money cannot make me 
happy and money cannot make our Jessie happy. 
So now, say no more to her, but let her do that 
which will make her happy.” 

All this was said in a kind, loving voice, which 
only those who have carried deep sorrow for years 
possess. 

Her husband gave her no answer, but sat think- 
ing. At last he called Jessie to sit with her mother, 
as he did not want to leave her alone. He strolled 
out by the barn, not to see the stock or to attend to 
anything, but just to think. He was becoming 
quite serious, and, like all men who use cigars, he 
reached for his cigar case to light a cigar to drive 
these thoughts from his mind ; but he had left it in 
the library. He walked around and went to see the 
cattle, and thought of the great number he owned 
at different places, of all his acres and barns, yet in 
spite of all this, he found himself crying for the first 
time in years. 

"Why do I cry like this?” These words were 
spoken aloud, but he did not answer them aloud. 
If he had, he would have uttered these words, "I 

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love my wife, but I have been selfish in order that 
I might be pleased ; I have caused my wife to carry 
deep sorrow in her heart all these years and she is 
unhappy/' He, knew that his pride had caused her, 
whom he loved, much pain, but he threw this off and 
aroused himself and began to plan business again. 
Going into the house he spent some time in the 
library and then retired. 

As Jessie entered the sitting-room she kissed her 
mother's pale cheek and stroked back her hair in a 
loving way, which made the tears come to her moth- 
er's eyes. Jessie saw this and she had to exert some 
of the will power which she had inherited from her 
father to keep back the tears from her own eyes. 

‘"Jessie," said Mrs. Wells, in a calm, sweet voice, 
“I cannot tell you why, for I do not want to talk 
about it now, but I am not opposed to your doing 
the Lord's will. I shall miss you greatly, but I ad- 
mire your firmness." 

Jessie looked up in astonishment. What could it 
mean. From her soul she thanked God for that en- 
couragement. It was a heavy weight lifted from her 
heart. She was about to reply, when her mother 
said, “We will not talk about it now. Let us change 
the conversation." They conversed on other sub- 
jects the remaining hours of the evening and retired 
at the usual time. 

Both were refreshed by the night's rest. They ate 
breakfast together again and nothing was said about 
the expected change that would soon take place, for 
it was expected now and looked forward to, not 
with pleasure, as a transpiring event, but with 
heaviness of spirit. 

Colonel Wells was grieved, not so much because 
his daughter would be away from home, but be- 
cause she would be with what he considered in- 
ferior company. His pride was wounded. 

Mrs. Wells was loath to give up her daughter's 
companionship, for it was the greatest source of 

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comfort she had in these days. She enjoyed going 
to Jessie’s room each morning as she had been doing* 
since Jessie gave her a special invitation fifteen 
months before, to have prayer with her. She took 
great interest in having her daughter read the Bible 
and pray. Mrs. Wells was a Christian, but one of 
those who are influenced by the opinions of those 
about them. She knew that when Jessie would go 
away this pleasure would be gone. 

While Jessie enjoyed being at home with her 
mother, she loved to obey the voice of her heavenly 
Father. The parting time was drawing near and 
the nearness brought more heaviness to Jessie’s 
heart, but she had given all things into God’s hands 
and was resting in His will. She had written to the 
District Elder that she would be at the District 
Quarterly Conference of his church to be held at 
Harper a week from Saturday. She expected this 
would be the time of parting from her home. 

Mother and daughter were alone in Jessie’s room 
for prayers that morning. Colonel Wells having gone 
to the city. He never stayed to be with them in their 
"Spraying freak,” as he called it. Jessie had asked to 
have family prayers, but had been denied the privil- 
ege by her father. Jessie read and prayed that morn- 
ing with unusual help of the spirit, especially in 
praying for her father and mother. After prayers 
they had a pleasant talk and Mrs. Wells told her 
daughter she would consent for her to go, but could 
not assist her, for her father was determined she 
should have no financial help, if he could prevent it. 

Jessie had some money of her own, so the money 
question did not bother her. She had perfect trust 
in God and believed he would supply all her needs. 
She knew, too, how God had answered prayer and 
sent financial help to the mission when it had 
seemed that everything was against them. 

The mother did not tell her daughter of her early 
life and experience, ])ut she told Jessie she would 

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really enjoy being with those people down at the 
mission, but her father had such queer views about 
religion. This encouraged Jessie and let more light 
upon her mind as to the religious condition of her 
parents, but she said nothing about it. She told her 
mother they would both pray earnestly for her fath- 
er and that her remaining life might be better than 
the past had been. This impressed Mrs. Wells 
forcibly and she wondered, ''Does the child know?’' 
It also awakened a new hope, or rather revived the 
old one in Mrs. Wells’ heart. Jessie told her mother 
her plan, how she wanted to attend the District 
Meeting at Harper and then perhaps go to some 
place to take charge of a work. The day was spent 
very pleasantly, for Jessie and Mrs. Wells enjoyed 
each other’s company more than ever before. It 
really seemed to Mrs. Wells as if she were growing 
young again. She enjoyed the freedom of the spirit 
that morning at prayer and she vowed that Jessie’s 
room should be sacred unto the Lord and she would 
come there once a day, if possible, and read her Bible 
and pray. 

Colonel Wells spent the day in the city, trying 
to bury himself in business, in order to keep other 
thoughts from his mind. He was quite nervous 
when he reached home in the evening, for he had 
smoked too many strong cigars during the day. 
Mrs. Wells had the cook to prepare a very tempting 
supper, which Mr. Wells enjoyed. Again, nothing 
was said about Jessie’s plans, for all felt it was bet- 
ter to let that subject rest for the present. Jessie 
had told her mother she would go to the mission 
that evening, so after supper she quietly passed out 
and Colonel Wells did not know she was gone. 

Mr. and Mrs. Wells spent the evening together, 
the Colonel spending most of the time in trying to 
read the daily paper. Occasionally a little conversa- 
tion was indulged in. At last the Colonel laid aside 
the paper and asked his wife what their daughter 

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was intending to do. After Mrs. Wells had told him 
of Jessie’s plans, he sat studying, for he was a 
shrewd business man and his policy was acting 
without words. He held, as he expressed it, a 
trump card and when the time came he would be 
ready. He avoided all conversation leading to the 
subject, and as far as could be observed, everything 
was right again. 

During the remaining days of Jessie’s stay at home 
she and her mother were together a great deal. 
They talked freely of Jessie’s future prospect in her 
new work. Everything seemed to be going well, 
but both Jessie and her mother knew that the 
Colonel had some surprise for them, though they 
could not tell what to expect. 

The day had arrived for Jessie to go to Harper. 
She was to take the eleven o’clock train, which 
would bring her there in time for the afternoon 
meeting. Jessie had said nothing to her father about 
her plans, but she knew that her mother had told 
him. At breakfast that morning the three sat to- 
gether around the dining-room table, but no one ate 
very heartily. The Colonel broke the deep silence 
which had settled down on the little company by 
saying, “Jessie, you expect to leave us to-day, do 
you ?’’ 

Jessie quietly replied that she did. 

“Well,” was all the Colonel had to say. 

When breakfast was almost over a ring at the 
door called Colonel Wells out of the room. “Good- 
morning, gentlemen,” rang out his strong voice, and 
they recognized the voices of one of Mr. Wells’ 
business associates and Mrs. Wells’ pastor. 

Mr. Wells took them into the parlor, seated them 
comfortably, and then, stepping to the door, called 
his wife and daughter. After greeting the two gen- 
tlemen Mrs. Wells and Jessie were ready to learn 
the surprise they had been expecting. Mr. Wells 
told his wife and daughter that the gentlemen were 

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there to help him transact some business, and as 
he said this he drew from his pocket a legal en- 
velope containing a document. He began reading 
it in his clear, strong voice. The two men knew the 
wording, for they had seen it before, so the pastor 
fixed his eyes upon Jessie while her father read : 

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: 

Be it known by these presents, that I, Jessie M. 
Wells, daughter of James Wells and Martha May 
Wells, do this day sign this document of my own 
free will, whereby I, for the sum of ten dollars, cash 
in hand, release my claim as heir-at-law of the said 
James Wells and Martha May Wells. 

“Gentlemen, this is understood between all pres- 
ent, that this is done because my daughter has a 
false idea of going out to preach. This is against 
my wishes, and if she goes, she goes against my 
will.’; 

This last was said as if the Colonel entertained 
the hope that Jessie would not sign the paper, but 
stay at home. He laid the paper on the table, ad- 
justed his eyeglasses, and took his pen and signed 
his name, but as he did this his hand shook with ner- 
vousness, something which usually did not trouble 
him. He laid the pen down, saying, “It is ready for 
the rest of you to sign.” 

The eyes of all were upon Jessie. Her heart was 
throbbing and she was very nervous. For a moment 
she looked up and then said aloud, as if answering 
some question, “I will.” Mrs. Wells’ pastor was 
more agitated than any, he was trembling. As 
Jessie arose to take the pen, he lowered his head, 
and did not see her sign her name. Jessie, with a 
steady hand, signed her name, and, picking up a 
receipt book which lay upon the table, filled out a 
receipt for ten dollars and signed it, also. This was 
an arrow to Colonel Wells’ heart, for he never ex- 
pected this. 


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The business friend of Mr. Wells was the next 
to sign the paper. In a cool, business-like way he 
took the pen and wrote his name. The Rev. Mr. 
Swarts was then asked to sign it. He wanted to do 
so for Colonel Wells’ sake, or, rather, for the sake 
of his good will, but he knew that if he would do as 
he had been taught that morning by Jessie’s ex- 
ample, he would refuse, yet, for policy’s sake, he took 
the pen and wrote his name, but in far from his 
usual hand-writing. 

Mrs. Wells sat still until the Colonel said, ''Moth- 
er, will you sign this?” She answered in an un- 
usually calm voice, "Mr. Wells, I have been your 
wife for forty-five years, and have tried to do as you 
have asked me, and have never said, 'I will not do 
as you ask,’ but I will say it now. Jessie is my 
daughter and my heir, and what I have, she shall 
share with me.” 

There was silence for a few moments, a silence as 
of death, broken only by the Colonel’s hard breath- 
ing. He stood motionless for a few moments, then 
folding the paper, put it into the envelope and placed 
it in his inner coat pocket. He then took out a roll 
of bills and handed Jessie ten dollars. He embraced 
Jessie, told her good-bye, excused himself from the 
room and, ordering his carriage, started to town. 
This was the last they saw of him for several days. 

Jessie broke down and wept. This was too much 
for a business man, so he excused himself and went 
to town also. While shaking hands with Jessie and 
Mrs. Wells, he whispered, "I will look after the 
Colonel.” As he turned he was surprised to see 
the Rev. Mr. Swarts shaking hands with Jessie and 
looking down into her face with an expression that 
seemed to say, "I wish I had the courage you have.” 
He shook hands with Mrs. Wells, saying, "I will 
have my wife drive out this afternoon.” 

The two men went out together, but when they 
reached the street, Rev. Swarts excused himself, say- 

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ing that he wanted to make some pastoral calls while 
he was out this way, though, in reality, he wanted to 
be alone where he could give vent to his feelings. 
He had been taught many lessons, but this was the 
most forcible one he had experienced. Every heart 
has its own burden, so Mr. Swarts wrestled with a 
burden that morning. 

After they were alone a few minutes, Jessie said, 
'‘Mama, let us pray.’’ 

Kneeling, Jessie prayed and had the help of the 
Spirit as she plead with God in behalf of her father. 
She also prayed that God would help and comfort 
her mother, and be everything to her and more than 
she had lost in giving up her daughter. When 
Jessie concluded her prayer, Mrs. Wells, for the first 
time in years, prayed aloud. She prayed that Jessie 
might have strength from God to carry her through. 
She prayed for her husband, and then prayed for 
herself, that God would forgive her for not doing 
her duty at all times. This encouraged Jessie very 
much, for it was the only real prayer she had ever 
heard from her mother’s lips. 

It was time for Jessie to go, but she told her 
mother that she would be back on Monday, whether 
she was assigned any work or not. She bade her 
good-bye, and as she went down the walk to take 
the cab she stopped and looking back, saw her 
mother wave her handkerchief. It was quite a dis- 
tance to the depot and the cabman drove very fast. 
Jessie was glad to be alone that she might find re- 
lief in tears, and cried out her heart to God. She 
reached the depot in time to get her ticket before 
the train came, and stepped on the train, took the 
first vacant seat she came to and soon was speeding 
away toward Harper. 

Jessie had found relief during the long ride in the 
cab from her home to the depot and all worry about 
home and the outcome of everything was left with 
God. She was enjoying the peace of God in her 

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heart and meditating upon his goodness when a lady 
come up to her and spoke to her, asking if she was 
not Miss Wells from the mission at W — . The 
lady told her that she was interested in the work 
and was going to a District Quarterly Meeting, too. 
She said she had been at the mission once and heard 
Miss Wells talk. 

They were soon at Harper and had some time to 
wait before the meeting. Meanwhile Jessie and her 
new friend went to the restaurant and ate a lunch. 
The business meeting was in session when they ar- 
rived. Jessie knew some of the people, but she had 
never met the elder, although she had corresponded 
with him. The leader in charge of the mission at 
W — was there and introduced Miss Wells. He 
spoke about her work and her talent and recom- 
mended her to the Quarterly Conference as a suit- 
able person to be placed in charge of a work. The 
Conference voted to accept this recommendation 
and to give her a charge, so the District elder as- 
signed her to a small city some miles away, known 
as Hooperville. 

Jessie enjoyed the meeting very much and made 
quite an impression upon the people by her prayers. 
The District elder announced that Miss Wells would 
preach on Sunday evening. This was quite a cross 
for Jessie, but she said she would do her best. The 
Lord helped her in preaching and the message was 
just what the people needed. 

On Monday she returned home. Her father had 
not come back yet, but had sent company out to 
stay with Mrs. Wells, saying that he was called 
away on business. Jessie found her mother in good 
spirits. She told her of her appointment and all she 
knew about it, and made arrangements to leave 
Tuesday on the 10 o’clock train. She went to the 
mission Monday night and told the pilgrims good- 
bye. When she stepped into the little room she 

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heard again the singing which had been the begin- 
ning of a new life for her. 

She packed her trunks, and when the time came 
for Jessie to go, her mother ordered a carriage and 
accompanied her daughter to the depot. It was no 
longer hard for her to give up her daughter to the 
work of God, but she felt it a great gain. As they 
stood upon the platform as the train was pulling in, 
Jessie stooped to kiss her mother, and there was joy 
in each heart. Mrs. Wells, taking a small package 
from her hand satchel, gave it to Jessie, telling her 
to open it some day when she needed a friend. 

Jessie was soon riding over the prairie to her new 
appointment, full of hope and anticipation concern- 
ing her new field of labor. The time seemed very 
short as she was meditating upon the work of the 
Lord, and at four o’clock the conductor called out 
Hooperville. 


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CHAPTER VI. 

There was no one at the depot to meet Miss Wells 
for they did not know she was coming. The Elder 
had given her the name of the class-leader, and told 
her to go to his home and make herself known. He 
said he would write them, but they might not get it 
in time to arrange for her. Everything around the 
depot was life and for the first time in her life Miss 
Wells had a responsibility she did not understand 
how to manage. She was not a girl to grieve over 
trouble, so she said nothing about her trunks, but 
left them at the station, but made sure she had her 
checks all right in her traveling bag, and then went 
to find the party to whom she was sent. She did 
not know just which way to start, so she went to 
the police who was near and asked for information. 
Miss Wells was a lady who commanded the respect 
of everybody, yet she felt it would be safe to seek the 
information she needed from a responsible person. 
The policeman was very kind to Miss Wells and 
gave her the right direction. 

She found the place without much trouble, as Mr. 
Jones was well known in the town. She went to 
the door and rapped and a middle-aged, motherly 
looking lady came to the door. Miss Wells asked 
if Mr. Jones, the class-leader, lived there, and the 
lady answered in a very friendly voice, that he did. 
Miss Wells did not know how she said it, but she 
told her that Elder Duncan had sent her there to be 
with them a while. 

‘'Come right in,’’ cried Mrs. Jones. “We are glad 
to welcome you. I have never heard of you before, 
but I am very glad to meet you and have you with 
us.” 


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Mrs. Jones made her as comfortable as possible, 
and said that Mr. Jones would be at home for sup- 
per soon. Miss Wfells made herself at home, and 
had only a few minutes to wait. Mr. Jones was 
home a little earlier this evening and was pleased to 
meet Miss Wells, and Miss Wells was impressed 
with Mr. Jones' Christian piety. They conversed 
very freely and seemed to be at home with each 
other. Mr. Jones told her if she would like to she 
could make her home with them, at least for the 
present, and he would see to getting her trunks 
early in the morning. Mrs. Jones insisted upon this 
and said they would be glad to have her for com- 
pany, for they had no children of their own. After 
supper they talked concerning the work and the 
day and hours of meeting. Miss Wells was some- 
what surprised to find that there were only twenty 
members of the church, but she had courage and was 
determined to go through, for she knew God would 
help her. 

The prayer meeting was on Wednesday evening, 
and a good many were out, for it was well reported 
that the new preacher was there, and, of course, 
everybody was anxious to see and hear her. This 
embarrassed Miss Wells quite a little, but she knew 
her first meeting would be quite a novelty, and she 
was ready to face the people in Jesus' name. They 
had a very good song service and some good 
prayers and then Miss Wells arose, somewhat 
trembling over the thought of being among strang- 
ers and having the responsibility, but the Lord 
helped her to read and expound the lesson with some 
ability and she made quite an impression. The 
class-leader asked everybody to come back to 
preaching Sunday. They dismissed the service. 
Miss Wells made the acquaintance, or, rather, shook 
hands with most everyone, and went home that 
night feeling she would be true to God and press on. 

After arranging her room as she wanted it, she 

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thought her next duty was to visit and call upon 
everyone she could and pray with them and tell them 
of Jesus and invite them to meeting. The work be- 
gan to build up on this line and soon the little church 
was growing rapidly. 

She had been with them about three months now, 
and the people were well pleased with her, and she 
with them ; but God saw He could use her better in 
another place so the District Elder came to hold 
Quarterly Meeting and made arrangements for Miss 
Wells to take city work, and placed another person 
at Hooperville. Although Miss Wells had learned 
to love the people of Hooperville, and they in re- 
turn loved her as their preacher, yet she consented 
to the arrangement of the District Elder and made 
plans to go to the city of Martin, quite a large place, 
with a big field of labor. She was beginning to get 
somewhat homesick and she talked the matter over 
with her Elder about going home for a few days. 
The Elder thought that would be just the thing, so 
she made all arrangements for her trunk to be sent 
to Martin and she once more turned her face toward 
home. She had . continued to correspond with her 
mother and had received a letter about every week. 

Her train left Hooperville at five A. M. and Mr. 
Jones was up early to take her to the train. They 
were very much disappointed in her leaving, and 
some criticism was made to the District Elder be- 
cause of changing her. They prophesied that the 
work would go down. Miss Wells was perfectly 
willing to stay, but she felt that the Elder knew 
best. Mrs. Jones had a good cry as she bade her 
an afifectionate farewell. Her train was on time and 
she bid Mr. Jones good-bye and ran up the steps 
of the car with a light heart. 

She was on a fast train, but it seemed to her it 
was slow; the time semed long, for, poor girl, she 
was really homesick. She would reach home at ten 
o’clock if the train was on time, and she really 

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wished it would be ahead of time. She occupied her 
mind thinking how things would be at home and 
what her father would say to her and how he 
would treat her, and if her brother and sister would 
come to see her, and should she go to the little 
Mission the first night? She had lost herself in 
thought and was startled by the brakeman calling 
out Williamsville. She gathered up her traveling 
bag and umbrella and was up in the front of the car 
before the train stopped. She was the first to alight 
from the train, and she caught sight of the carriage 
her mother had sent after her. 

She shook hands with their hired man, John, and 
asked how the folks were. She did not tell John, 
but she really wished he would drive fast. The 
home was reached and her mother was out at the 
carriage before it stopped, to greet her daughter. 
She was so rejoiced over meeting her and having 
her home again that she almost forgot to tell John 
that the Colonel had ’phoned for him to come after 
him and he would take dinner at home that day and 
then go out to the farm in the afternoon to see 
about some stock. 

Mrs. Wells said nothing, but she thought the 
going to the farm was an excuse. John drove to the 
city after Colonel Wells, and arrived home in time 
for dinner. 

Jessie saw her father and ran to the door to meet 
him and he embraced her in a very tender way and 
was very glad to see her. They ate dinner together 
and talked very freely about the affairs of home, 
but Colonel W ells was careful not to ask one ques' 
tion or answer any remarks made concerning her 
work. He was quite a different man, but was stub- 
born and seeming!}^ would not yield in any point. 

After he had left home that morning after the 
trouble, he had made his way directly to his office. 
As he went from the carriage he met several friends 
who spoke to him, but he did not even notice them. 

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He told the office girl, if anyone should call, to tell 
them that he could not see anyone for the present. 
The office girl surmised something was wrong, and 
there was; Colonel Wells had met with a great 
many serious problems, but this one was the worst. 
He had hoped by this last act to compel his daugh- 
ter to give up her notion, but had failed in this ; 
then his wife, for the first time in her life, had told 
him she would not do as he asked. This was too 
much for the Colonel. It took time for him to think, 
so he seated himself in his chair in the inner room 
of his office and did nothing but smoke and think. 

Noon came, the office girl went to dinner, and 
Mr. Wells’ business friend called. The girl being 
out, he walked in and found the Colonel in a deep 
study. He was aroused when his friend entered the 
room. This was the first time he arose from his 
chair, his mind had been everywhere, as he ex- 
pressed it to his friend. He thought of his past life 
and his future, and also of his wife’s life, how he hnd 
compelled her to give up what he callf^c religious 
excitement, and he knew she had quit going to that 
church though her heart was there. He did not 
blame his wife, she had done right. He did not 
blame Jessie, because she had done right, and she 
had inherited her mother’s religious nature, and her 
father’s self-will, and as Colonel Wells afterward 
expressed it, this gave her Christian courage. 

He greeted his friend in his usual business-like 
way, and they soon were talking over the event of 
the morning. Colonel Wells told his friend that his 
wife and daughter had done right ; he could not 
blame them, but could not trust himself. This was 
the only time Colonel Wells had been defeated in 
years, and his pride kept him from doing as he 
would like to do. His friend tried to console him, 
but that was not what he needed, he needed to 
wrestle with self until he conquered his will, and if 
he did, it would be the first time in his life. He told 

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his friend he admired the stand his wife and daugh- 
ter had taken, and said if his wife had taken her 
stand forty years ago as Jessie had done now, her 
life would have been dififerent, and perhaps his, as 
well. His friend saw that the Colonel would be 
better oflf alone and soon left him, saying he would 
come in later in the afternoon and see him. So he 
left, leaving the Colonel with himself once more. 

He knew there was but one thing to do, and that 
was to conquer himself, but how? When the office 
girl came back he had her go out and order his din- 
ner brought to the office, without giving her any 
explanation. He ate his dinner and sent the basket 
back and instructed the girl not to let anyone dis- 
turb him. A number called, but all were turned 
away. About three o'clock a gentleman called and 
asked to see Colonel Wells, but was told he could 
not see him. 

"'Is the gentleman in?" inquired the visitor. 

The girl answered in the affirmative. 

"Tell him that Rev. Swarts would like to speak to 
him a moment," he said. 

The Colonel told her to let him come in. The 
Rev.' Swarts walked in and they shook hands and 
greeted each other cordially. The Rev. asked the 
Colonel how he felt. He told him that he felt about 
the same as he did. He said he could not blame the 
folks for what they had done ; he admired their 
courage. Rev. Swarts did also, for he had seen his 
own cowardice that morning as he had not seen it 
in years ; it was weighing heavily upon him, and 
he felt that he ought to take a definite stand for the 
right. They conversed for a few minutes, and then 
Mr. Swarts took his departure. 

The Colonel told his office girl if Mr. Morris, his 
business friend, should come, to let him come in. 
About half past four o'clock he came and they had 
a confidential talk. The Colonel asked his friend to 
see that a certain person went out to his home to 

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stay several days with his wife, for he was going 
away for a few days to attend to some business, and 
see if he could not conquer himself before he should 
return home, and he wanted his wife to be well cared 
for. He really wanted to be himself before he re- 
turned home. 

Of course, Mrs. Wells worried a great deal about 
her husband, and wondered what the home-coming 
would be, but she was determined to stand by her 
daughter. Colonel Wells left that evening for a 
neighboring village, where he had a large farm, and 
where he intended to spend several days. He would 
go out among the stock, and hunt quite a little, and 
see if he could not get over his foolishness, as he had 
at last termed it. 

He had spent two days on the farm and it 
seemed as if it had been weeks. The family on the 
farm had the Colonel to come out and stay with 
them before, but he was different this time, some- 
thing was wrong, but they did not dare to ask him 
any questions. The third day the Colonel took the 
gun and dog and said he was going over to the 
woods. He strolled around a while and killed a 
squirrel, and then being tired, sat down to think, 
and thought aloud, ^^What a fool I am to act this 
way. It is child’s play. I will quit it and go home 
to my wife and say nothing to her ; she may do as 
she pleases. 

When the Colonel settled anything in his mind, 
then it meant for him to act. This had been the 
struggle of his life. He looked at his watch, and 
saw that if he should hurry he could catch the noon 
train. He went to the house and asked if the little 
girl could drive to the train, as he wanted to go 
home. The mother permitted her daughter to go, 
but was very uneasy ; then she thoughf, it was only 
a mile, and old Daisy was very gentle. 

The Colonel was soon in his home town, went to 
a restaurant, ate a late dinner, then went immediate- 

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ly to his office. He did not inquire as to his affairs, 
as he would transact no business to-day. He went 
directly to his safe, and taking out a certain paper, 
called to the office girl and asked her if they had a 
ruler. She found one, and then the Colonel meas- 
ured the size of the piece of paper, went down to a 
frame dealer, and asked to have a nice frame made, 
three and a quarter inches by five inches, with a 
glass. This was a very small frame, but the man 
asked nothing as to what the frame was for. They 
were busy, but Colonel Wells had a way by which he 
could get things done in a hurry, so he waited for 
the frame, hurried back to his office, placed the slip 
of paper in the frame and hung it over his desk. 
He then stepped back and read aloud: ‘‘Received 
from Colonel James Wells.’’ The Colonel stood 
looking at the article a while, then turned to the 
telephone and rang for his home. 

Mrs. Wells answered and he asked how she was. 
She replied that she was well. Then he ordered 
John to bring the carriage in at once, for he wished 
to come home. It was only a short time before 
Colonel Wells reached home and was himself once 
more in his calm, business-like way. He kissed his 
wife, asked her about things at home, and then in- 
quired if Jessie got off all right. That was all Mrs. 
Wells ever heard from her husband regarding the 
day of days in her life, when she told her husband 
for the first time in her life that she would not obey 
him. 

Everything went off smoothly at the Wells home. 
Colonel Wells would often inquire how Jessie was, 
yet he never had written to her or inquired about 
her financially. But he was more liberal with Mrs. 
Wells, and of course he knew where a portion of it 
went. When Jessie came home she had a nice visit, 
and enjoyed home more than she ever had. Her 
brother and family were out one day and spent the 
day, but nothing was said by them about Jessie’s 

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work. Her sister came home and stayed several 
days and Jessie enjoyed her visit more than she ever 
had before. She had a good talk to her about getting 
saved, and to Jessie's surprise, there was no stub- 
bornness shown, whatever. Of course, Jessie at- 
tended the Mission, also, preached for them once, 
and encouraged them to be true to God. Jessie 
stayed at home more than a week, and at last she 
was ready for her new field of labor. It was closer 
to home than Hooperville was, she could take the 
eight o'clock train and get there by noon. To the 
surprise of all, Colonel Wells ordered the carriage, 
saying he would ride around to the depot, and then 
John could take him to the office. They were just 
in time for the train, but Colonel Wells never offered 
to buy a ticket for his daughter, but bid her good- 
bye, and never said write, or come again. But he 
was real glad his wife was there to say these things 
for him. John drove the Colonel to his office and 
then went home with the other occupant in the car- 
riage. 

The Colonel went straight to his desk, and the 
first thing he saw was the receipt Jessie had given 
him for ten dollars. He looked at it and then said, 
'T think more of the girl than I ever did ; I wish the 
whole Wells family had the courage she has." 

As Mrs. Wells went home she could not help 
crying a little, and when she arrived she went 
straight to Jessie's room and had a season of 
prayer. Jessie was speeding away toward Martin, 
her future home, and where she was to be an im- 
portant figure in the work of the Lord. She arrived 
at Martin at half past eleven o'clock. The District 
Elder was there and at the depot to meet her as she 
alighted from the train. 

The eyes of a stranger, too, were fastened upon 
her, and he remarked to himself, 'T never saw such 
a likeness of him." 


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CHAPTER VII. 

The District Elder had made arrangements for 
her. The society had rented two furnished rooms 
for her, with or without board, as she wished. Miss 
Wells said she would prefer them without board, as 
she could save quite a little by boarding herself, 
and she wished to be an example in self denial. 
The District Elder stayed several days in the city, 
assisting her all he could. 

The Christians there fell in with Miss Wells ways 
at once and were all willing to do all they could to 
help things along. She took hold of the work in 
earnest, and God blessed her labors, and the wo^k 
increased in interest. She had been there about two 
months when they thought the season had come for 
a revival. They started in for victory through fatith, 
and they had been conducting meetings for about 
two weeks, when we found our four friends, Daisy 
Miller, Maud Smith, Lillian Jones and Edith Long, 
conversing on the street in November about the 
church. As the reader has already been made ac- 
quainted with circumstances connected with the 
lives of Miss Wells and our four friends from that 
period down to this, we will return at once to the 
home of Miss Wells and find her and Maud Smith 
as she opened the door that evening, to be confront- 
ed by a large policeman. Maud had been a wild 
girl, but had never been arrested; and when the 
policeman asked if Maud Smith was there, it was 
quite a shock, and she shook from head to foot. Miss 
Wells asked the policeman to step inside. This was 
against her rule to invite a lone man into her home, 
but it being an officer of the law, she felt that it was 
different. The officer was very kind. He seated 
himself and then told them his errand and said it 

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was no pleasure to him, but duty compelled him to 
do it. He did not know the circumstances connected 
with the case, and when he heard the truth as Miss 
Wells related it to him, he was quite sorry. He 
read the paper to Maud as gently as he could. The 
hearing was set before Esquire Brown for Saturday 
at nine o'clock. This was Thursday, and they did 
not know what to do. The policeman said he would 
go and see if the esquire would send out a paper, so 
they could fix up a bond, and if he would, he would 
ask him to make it as light as possible. Miss Wells 
said they would stay right there until he returned, 
and as soon as he was gone. Miss Wells went on 
her knees in prayer. What could she do to keep 
Aland out of jail? The thought of such a thing 
brought horror to her heart, and if she could get 
bond, who could she get to go on it. She wondered 
if she could telegraph home and get the money. 
While she was thinking these thoughts and praying 
at the same time, something seemed to say to her, 
“The little box your mother gave you at the depot." 
She brushed this thought aside and tried to pray, 
but could not. Again the box came up before her, 
but she really did not know where it was. In her 
anxiety about her work she had put it in her trunk 
without opening it, and in a moment it came to her 
where she had put it. She arose, went to the trunk, 
and near the bottom, in her old hand satchel, she 
found the little box. She drew it out and there it 
was, just as her mother had wrapped it up in a 
neat paper nearly six months ago. She untied the 
string and unwrapped it carefully, thinking of the 
gentle hands which had tied it up and her mind 
was so upon her mother just then that she did not 
realize what the contents of the box were until she 
was handling some crisp bills. With an exclamation 
of surprise she arose to her feet in amazement. 
Counting the money, she found she had ten, ten 
dollar bills — one hundred dollars. She was indeed 

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surprised, and exclaimed aloud, ^‘Truly, God is 
good/' 

This remark aroused Maud, who had been weep- 
ing and trying to pray ; just as Maud looked and saw 
the bills in Miss Wells' hand, there was a rap at the 
door, and Miss Wells, in a hurry, put the money in 
the dresser drawer, and went to the door to find 
that the policeman had returned. He stepped into 
the room, greeted them kindly, then explained that 
if she could get some one who was well known to 
the court to sign the bond for two hundred dollars 
he would let her remain. Miss Wells did not want 
any one in the church to get mixed up in this trouble. 
She told the policeman that she had one hundred 
dollars that she could put on the bond. He told 
her that if she would put the one hundred dollars 
in his hand he would give her a receipt for it and 
then he would sign the bond with her. After she 
did this, he returned to the office and delivered the 
bond to the esquire, who said it was all right. 

The two girls knelt in prayer and thanked God 
for his goodness to them. 

Maud said, ''Miss Wells, I do not deserve your 
kindness." 

"Maud, I am going to change my name, at least 
so far as you girls are concerned. I want to be one 
of you, if you will let me, and be known to you as 
Jessie Wells." 

"Well, as far as I am concerned, I shall be proud 
for you to be one of us, but that is a cute way you 
have of changing the subject,", said Maud. 

Jessie, as we will know her from now on, looked 
up and laughed. "Well, dear Maud, we must get 
ready for meeting. It will soon be time and I must 
not be late. It would be setting a bad example." 

They had a good season of prayer and felt God 
would help them in the night meeting. As they 
were going to church that evening, Jessie remarked 

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that they would not forget the first day of their ac- 
quaintance. 

‘^1 think not/' said Maud, ''and what would I have 
done without you to help me?” 

Then Maud remembered that truly this was a day 
of days to her, as Jessie added, "And what would 
you have done without Jesus?” She had found two 
true friends ; both had been tested and both had 
proven true in less than twenty-four hours. The 
trouble she was going through was weighing heavily 
upon her, but she rejoiced above it all that she had 
started to serve God. 

They reached the church and then Jessie thought 
of Daisy. She had been so taxed with the cares of 
the day that she really had forgotten her. She hoped 
she would be there, but she was disappointed, for 
Daisy was not there. She hoped she would come 
yet. They had a praise meeting and a number took 
part in it, telling how God had helped them, and 
that His salvation had done great things for them. 
Maud was among the first to give in her testimony 
and told how God had come to her heart that morn- 
ing and she meant to obey Him and walk in the 
light. She never mentioned the trouble of the day, 
but those who heard her testimony said /'That girl 
has gone to the bottom.” 

Just as Jessie was taking her subject to preach, 
two girls came in and she recognized them as Daisy 
and Lillian. Edith was absent tonight. There was 
special attraction at the skating-rink, but she did not 
go. She did not know why she stayed at home, 
something unusual for her. Jessie had a good time 
in preaching. The Lord helped her and she gave a 
very impressive altar call, but no one came forward. 
She again asked if any one wanted to be prayed for 
that they might get to God, and two arose. Jessie 
was quite tired and they had much before them, so 
she dismissed the meeting and they went home at 
once. 


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Jessie told Maud that her rooms should be her 
home until after her trouble was settled. All four 
girls walked along together, and Jessie told them of 
Maud’s conversion and said they ought to have been 
there and heard her testimony. They both signified 
their great pleasure in knowing Maud had been 
saved. They did not say so, but had they known it, 
it might have influenced them to have gone forward 
to seek God. Both Daisy and Lillian said they 
would get saved before the meeting closed, and then 
separated at the corner, as usual, bidding each other 
good-bye. Jessie knew there was much before them, 
so she told Maud that she thought it best to get a 
good night’s sleep before planning anything about 
trouble. Before retiring they had prayer and Jessie 
prayed for God to especially bless Maud with a good 
night’s sleep. They awoke in the morning very 
much refreshed, and after prayers and breakfast 
were over, they began to plan for the trial. On Fri- 
day morning, Jessie asked Maud what she wanted 
to do about a lawyer, or if she wanted any. She 
knew what ought to be done, but she thought she 
would like for Maud to say. Maud had considered 
the matter and decided she had better go and plead 
guilty and pay the costs and fine, but they did not 
know that she could do so. Jessie thought it best 
to wait till Saturday morning and ask the court for 
mercy. After praying about the matter and having 
no direct answer, they thought it best to go and see 
a lawyer, so they went to the State’s Attorney. He 
told them he was the one to prosecute the case, but 
he would give them some advice. He thought they 
had better just come up to trial and there make the 
plain statement of the whole thing, and ask the 
court to drop the case. The court had a right to do 
so, or could find a bill and await the action of the 
grand* jury. He told them he would not protest 
against- a motion to drop the case. 


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They went home lighter in heart than they were 
before. Maud was worried about the money for 
she knew of no one from whom she could borrow it ; 
she suggested to Jessie that she would go and try 
to borrow it. 

'‘No/’ said Jessie, "if we do the Lord’s will, He 
will see us through.” 

They spent the day at home, mostly in prayer. 
They did not know of anything being made public 
about the affair until they heard the newsboy crying 
out, "Evening Times. All about a religious girl con- 
fessing to taking money from a rich brewer’s wife.” 
This was a stroke to Maud and she felt as if she 
never could go out again, or look any one in the 
face. She was tempted for a minute to wish she 
had not confessed it. 

Jessie, seeing her trial, said, '^Have courage, Jesus 
will help you.” 

The girls were anxious to see the paper, so Jessie 
went out on the street and called the boy and 
bought a paper. There, in large headlines, were the 
words, "Confessed Theft.” The article gave full 
account of Maud working in Mrs. Lannigan’s home 
and of being accused of theft. She had denied it 
and afterward went to a revival meeting which was 
being held in a little church down on the corner of 
Second and George Streets, and was converted, came 
and confessed her sin and offered to pay the lady 
back the money. The lady, Mrs. J. M. Lannigan, 
the rich brewer’s wife, would not accept the money, 
but had the girl arrested, and the case would be 
tried before Esquire Brown, Saturday morning at 
nine o’clock. The case promised to be very inter- 
esting. Jessie read the article aloud and before she 
was through, Maud was weeping bitterly. She 
could control herself no longer and her heart was 
almost breaking. Jessie put her arms around her 
and comforted her as best she could, and told her to 

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be brave and bear it for Jesus’ sake, for He was a 
friend who would see her through. 

Maud knew all this, but her grief was so deep 
that she could not get over it in a minute. Jessie 
thought, perhaps, it was best for her to have her cry 
out, and for fully an hour Maud sobbed as though 
her heart would break. Jessie prepared supper and 
by that time Maud was quiet. Supper was ready, 
but Maud did not want to eat anything. Jessie 
asked her to eat something for her sake, which she 
did, for Jessie was truly her best earthly friend. She 
felt better after she had eaten supper, but did not 
want to go to church that night. Jessie told her 
that she thought it would do the meeting good for 
her to go, and people woud not look down upon her, 
but would think she had done right in straightening 
up her past life. So, for Jessie’s sake, she went. 
Jessie told Maud she wanted her to testify, but not 
to mention anything about the trouble. Jessie knew 
that a great many would be there to see Maud, but 
she wanted it to be turned to good account for God. 
Jessie went over to see if Daisy was going to church 
that evening, but Daisy wanted to wait for Lillian 
Jones. So Jessie and Maud went on. 

There was quite a crowd already at the church, 
though it was early. Jessie saw Maud’s embarrass- 
ment and told her to trust God and have courage. 
Lillian came by for Daisy and brought Edith with 
her. They were all agitated over Maud’s affair and 
were all talking at once, and no one knew what the 
other one said. They reached the church and had 
to go up in front to get a seat. The little church was 
crowded that night. All who could were seated, and 
some were left standing. The service was begun 
as usual with song and prayer, and then Jessie gave 
an opportunity for any who wanted to testify. 
Quite a number spoke. Maud was about the last 
one to speak and did not say much. She told them 
that she was glad that God’s grace had been suffi- 

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cient for another day, and she knew God had saved 
her and forgiven her sins, and what He had done for 
her. He would do for others if they would let him. 

Jessie did not preach long, but she gave a good 
exhortation to every one who was not saved to pre- 
pare to meet God. The invitation song was very 
impressive and four came to the altar. Our friends, 
Lillian Jones and Daisy Miller, and two middle 
aged ladies were converted. Lillian Jones shouted 
and kissed Maud, and Daisy and Jessie and then 
she went to Edith and kissed her and exhorted her 
to get saved. There were a number who stood up 
for prayers. Edith Long and Mrs. Logan were up 
as soon as the proposition was made. 

All felt good over the meeting and many shook 
hands with Maud that night, but no one said a word 
to her about her trouble. 

‘‘Maud,’’ said Jessie, “I have a plan I want to sug- 
gest to you. I do not want you to have to say much 
at the trial tomorrow, and I want to, or rather, 1 
believe God wants me to speak for you. I have been 
praying and I believe God is going to set this all 
aside and get glory out of it.” 

“I am willing.” 

“All right. Just trust it to me, then, and rest easy. 
I have faith in God.” 

After breakfast next morning they had a good 
season of prayer before they left for Esquire Brown’s 
office. There was a large crowd gathered and every 
one was ready and waiting for the defendant to 
make her appearance. Jessie managed to get there 
just a few minutes before nine o’clock, so as not to 
embarrass Maud more than was necessary. When 
the girls entered the room quite a crowd had to give 
way for them to enter the room. Maud saw her 
former mistress and the State’s Attorney. Some 
one gave the girls a seat, and as Maud looked up 
after being seated, she caught sight of the justice, 
and it was quite a shock to her. She was startled 

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for a moment. The justice saw it and he, too, was 
confused quite a little, for they recognized each oth- 
er. The last time they had seen each other was at 
the skating-rink a few nights ago. He was the very 
man whom she had rebuked, with the words, “You 
can, if you will.'' 

She was sitting before him as a criminal and at 
his mercy. They both composed themselves with- 
out attracting any attention. Mr. Brown looked at 
his watch, and it was past nine o'clock. He picked 
up the warrant, read it, and asked Mr. Black and 
Mrs. Lannigan if that was their charges. They said 
it was. He turned to Miss Smith and asked her if 
she was the defendant in the case. She answered 
that she was. 

“Are you all ready for trial?" 

Mr. Black said they were. Maud gave no answer, 
and Mr. Brown turned to her and asked her if she 
was ready and if she had a lawyer. . She told him no. 
Then he asked her if she wanted one, but just then 
Jessie arose, and in her clear, sweet voice asked 
permission to say a word, if it would not be against 
the law. Mr. Brown gave consent and she began. 

“I know but very little about law, but I am here 
in behalf of my friend. Miss Maud Smith. I never 
saw the girl until a few nights ago, when she came 
to the meetings we were holding and came forward 
seeking salvation." 

Then Jessie went on, telling about the five dol- 
lars being returned to Mrs. Logan, and of Maud 
being converted, and of them going to Mrs. Lan- 
nigan and of her ill treatment of Maud, and of her- 
self and Maud ofifering to pay her and her refusing 
to accept the money. She told how Maud had been 
left an orphan at the age of seven years, and had 
not had the advice of a mother. (Just then Maud 
wept bitterly, and some others could hardly keep 
back the tears.) Neither had she the protection of 
a father, and had been denied the advantages which 

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many girls have. She was tempted and did wrong, 
but God had forgiven her, and could not Mrs. Lan- 
nigan and the court do the same? ''Now, as you 
expect God to show 3^011 mercy, even so show one 
of his children mercy, and dismiss the case and let 
this girl go free.’’ 

This was all said with weight, and many women 
and some men were shedding tears. There was a 
profound silence for some minutes. Everyone 
wanted to do something, but did not know what to 
do. A gentleman stepped forward and asked Mr. 
Brown to authorize him, as an attorney, to defend 
Miss Smith. Mr. Brown looked over to the State’s 
Attorney, and he nodded assent. Mr. Brown ap- 
pointed Law}^er Green as an attorney for Miss 
Smith. The gentleman spoke with a clear voice, 
and said: "Your Honor, inasmuch as this lady has 
confessed her wrong and has offered to do all that 
anyone could do„and seeing she has been converted 
and is trying to live a better life, I pray you. Your 
Honor, to dismiss this case and let this defendant 
go free.” 

Approvals were heard all over the room. "Do it! 
Do it !” Mrs. Lannigan was in a rage. Mr. Brown 
asked the State’s Attorney if he had anything to 
say, but he did not. He asked Mr. Black, and Mr. 
Black said he would rest the case with the court. 
Mrs. Lannigan wanted Mr. Black to take some ac- 
tion, but he dared not. Mr. Brown arose and said : 
"I am a man of few words, and the laws of our 
country give me the right to dismiss this case, and 
I can, if I will, and I will. Miss Smith is free, as 
far as the court is concerned.” There was a shout 
went up which seemed to shake the house when 
the esquire uttered the last words. 


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CHAPTER VIII. 


Mr. Brown was so moved upon he did not know 
what to do ; he could not keep still, but went at once 
to Maud and, extending his hand, grasped hers, and 
looking her straight in the face, said, with consider- 
able emotion, ''God bless you. Miss Smith. Be true 
to your profession, and if you ever need an earthly 
friend, come to Brown.’’ 

A number had crowded around the two girls by 
this time, but most of the crowd were mere gossips, 
and they hurried to the street to talk about the un- 
usual event. Among them was Mrs. Lannigan, who 
felt very much out of place. She was about as in- 
dignant as it was possible for her to be, and still 
keep her senses. She turned to her lawyer, Mr. 
Black, before she left the room, and said, in a very 
unladylike way, "I suppose you can attend to the 
rest ; I am going. It seems that decent and respect- 
able people cannot get justice in this court, even if 
they can pay for it. I suppose we have to bear with 
being imposed upon by these servants, who are none 
other than rogues.” Then she left the room and 
was very glad to be lost in the crowd. 

Quite a number lingered in the room, and Mr. 
Black shook hands with the girls and asked where 
Miss Wells was holding meetings. She told him, 
and asked him to come out sometime, if he could. 
He thanked her and said he would. Then he asked 
her if she was related to Colonel Wells, of Salem 
County. This he asked merely to be talking, not 
thinking of such a thing. Jessie replied in an 
humble, unassuming manner, that Colonel Wells 
was her father. 

"Your father!” came the astonished remark. 

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^‘Yes, sir/’ replied Jessie, in a modest way. ‘'Do 
you know him?” 

“Indeed, I do. We have quite a business interest 
together.” 

“Well, I am glad to meet my father’s friend.” 

Just then the State’s Attorney stepped up and 
spoke to Mr. Black about the costs and said he 
would suggest they all throw off their costs. Mr. 
Black readily consented and the policeman said all 
right, he was glad to help such a noble girl. 

Mr. Black said, “I suggest that we throw in and 
pay this ten dollars for Miss Smith.” 

To this many agreed, and the ten dollars was soon 
handed to Maud. She did not want to take it, but 
Jessie said, “It is all right.” Then Jessie asked Mr. 
Black if he would take it to Mrs. Lannigan, as he 
was her lawyer, and he consented. Mr. Brown 
came to the girls and asked them their street and 
number, and inquired if it was all right for him to 
bring the bond money down to the house that after- 
noon, as he would have to make a trip to the bank. 
In reality this was only an excuse for him to see 
Miss Smith and have a talk with her. Jessie said 
that it would be all right. Mr. Black wished to 
have another interview with Jessie, but he thought 
it would appear rude to begin a talk about their fam- 
ily acquaintance there, so he promised himself that 
Jessie should take dinner at his home soon. 

Everything was settled, and they were ready to 
go. As Jessie and Maud stepped out of the room 
into the hallway, they heard a sweet, musical voice 
call, “Miss Wells.” They turned, to see a hand- 
some young lady, standing in a doorway a few feet 
down the hall, who asked them to step down to the 
room a moment, if they had time. They stepped 
inside the room, where everything was elegantly 
furnished, and it seemed more like going into some 
parlor than an office, only the furnishings were dif- 
ferent. The lady stepped forward and took Jessie 

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by the hand, saying, '"This is Miss Wells, I pre- 
sume/’ 

Jessie answered in the affirmative. 

‘‘I am Miss Black, and this is my father’s office, 
and I was waiting to speak to him a moment. I 
have not time now, but I hope to become acquainted 
with you.” She turned to Maud, and without speak- 
ing her name, grasped her hand and kissed her 
cheek, for they had known each other for several 
years by sight, but had never spoken to each other 
and did not speak now, for both were feeling too 
deeply for. words. Mr. Black stepped to the door 
just as his daughter kissed Maud; he then turned 
and went as quickly as possible to his private office 
next door, and sat down and cried ; not that he was 
ashamed of his daughter, or ashamed of Miss Smith, 
but he cried and did not understand why. Jessie 
was the only one who saw Mr. Black. Miss Black, 
when she was composed, said, ‘^God bless you,” and 
turning to Jessie, said, ''Now, the streets are full of 
curiosity seekers, and you girls will be embarrassed 
to go through the crowd. We have our cab handy 
and I will be very glad for you to get right in the 
cab, and our faithful man, Jim, will take you right 
home.” 

This was very readily accepted by our friends, 
who dreaded the publicity. Miss Black went to the 
window and looked out, as if trying to see some 
one. She waved her handkerchief, and soon a fine 
looking cab, with two beautiful horses, was waiting 
at the foot of the stairs. Miss Black, taking a blank 
card from her case, asked Jessie what her number 
was, and writing it down quickly handed it to 
Jessie, saying, "Give that to Jim, and all will be 
well.” 

Miss Black called from the window to Jim, and 
said, "I sent you a card.” That was all that was 
needed; in less than twenty minutes Jessie and 
Maud were at home, both tired and worn and quite 

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nervous. They did not try to do anything that day, 
but feeling their need of rest, they laid aside every 
care as far as possible. About three o’clock in the 
afternoon a carriage stopped in front of the house 
and a very stylish lady and gentleman alighted. 
The girls saw them from the house, but did not 
recognize Mr. Brown. He had gone home and told 
his wife all about the trial, and Maud’s conversion 
and asked her to accompany him to their home, 
when he went to take the bond money, saying that 
it would look better than for him to go there alone, 
for fear it might cause some one to talk about the 
girls. Mr. Brown knew his own life, and he knew 
that there were others who knew it, too. Now he 
was a changed man ; he was not converted, but he 
had resolved to heed the advice given him by Maud 
Smith that night at the skating-rink. This was un- 
expected to Mrs. Brown, to hear her husband speak 
like this, but she saw the truthfulness of his words 
and consented to go. She had not had the privilege 
of taking many rides with her husband lately. 

Mr. Brown told his wife that he wished to have a 
confidential talk with Miss Smith, so for her not to 
think it strange if he asked Miss Smith to come to 
one side to talk with him. They spent a short time 
conversing with the girls about their work. Mr. 
Brown had an opportunity to talk with Maud, and 
he thanked her for her advice that she had given 
him and said he was going to heed it and be a man. 
Maud thanked him for his kindness to her and 
asked him to forgive her for making any engage- 
ments with him. '^There is nothing to forgive, my 
dear girl,” he said, 'Tut I want you to forgive me.” 
They all knelt in prayer before Mr. and Mrs. Brown 
left, and Maud led in prayer. The Lord helped her 
and it had a good effect. Mrs. Brown remarked 
to her husband that there was something to Miss 
Smith and she perhaps would make a useful woman. 


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The girls were quite tried again, for when the 
Evening Times came out it contained the picture 
of the scene in Justice Brown’s court, the large 
crowd of people on one side and those interested 
in the case on the other. Maud was in plain view, 
with Jessie standing near her, pleading with Justice 
Brown, and in large letters underneath were the 
words, ''From Pulpit to Justice Court.” The paper 
gave a full account of the theft and the arrest and 
how the young Miss Wells, who had lately come to 
the city to take charge of the little church, was stir- 
ring things. And the Times commended Mr. Brown 
for having a heart tender enough that the girl 
preacher could touch by pleading for the ill-treated 
girl. It spoke very highly of Miss Wells’ noble, but 
daring act of facing a justice court, as a deed of 
kindness. But Mrs. Lannigan did not fare so well 
at the hands of the editor. But not wishing to 
prejudice our readers against her, we will leave her 
to her own conscience, hoping she will be forgiven 
before she leaves this world to stand before the 
judgment bar of God. The Times finished the 
article by saying that seats would be as scarce at 
the church as at a Mother Goose social. 

It was so ; secret lodges, banquets and the skating- 
rink lost many of their regular attendants that night. 
The city of Martin was full of religion, but none 
like this had ever been demonstrated before. The 
people were looking upon the church as an amuse- 
ment room, and the preacher as an entertainer, who 
was telling fairy tales ; and when for once the real 
power of the Gospel was dem.onstrated and was 
helping people to get really saved of God, it made 
no small stir. When the girls reached the church 
that night, it was crowded ; all the seats were taken 
and many were standing, rather than go away. 

They began the meeting at once with an inspir- 
ing song, followed by a season of prayer. Then 
Jessie exhorted them to obey God, and if they felt 

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thankful for anything, to tell it. Lillian Jones was 
on her feet at once, and with a beaming face, told 
how she had sought God and found Him, and she 
knew she was really saved, for she had the evidence 
in her heart. She told how she had joined the 
church, and was a member, but had never been con- 
verted or satisfied, just simply had a desire to do 
right. Now she had something better. Daisy 
Miller had a clear testimony. She knew God had 
pardoned her sins and she was happy. All were 
enjoying themselves, and the testimonies were good. 
When Maud arose there was conviction resting on 
the people. She turned and faced the audience, 
giving a clear and positive testimony, saying she 
was saved. Then God wonderfully helped her in 
exhorting the people to get to God before they 
became hardened in sin. As she talked many broke 
down and wept aloud. The Lord helped her and 
she was surprised to find that she had talked twenty 
minutes. It was just what God wanted. Jessie 
thought this a splendid time to give an altar call, and 
when she did so, three came forward at once. The 
saints prayed with them and they were soon saved. 
Mrs. Logan, Maud’s friend, was the first one to get 
saved. After this Jessie gave another call, and two 
more came forward and got saved. Our friend, 
Edith Long, did not go forward, although she was 
quite serious. The next day, being Sunday, they 
asked all who could, to be at Sunday School and to 
stay for preaching. 

The girls all had a great deal to say on the road 
home that night, but Edith was quite sober. Edith 
and Lillian had a short distance to go before they 
separated. Lillian bade Edith good-night, after 
asking her to get saved and saying she would pray 
for her. Edith had reached the opposite side of the 
street, when she turned and called to Lillian and 
asked her to wait, that she wanted to speak to her. 
Lillian came back, and the girls met again on the 

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corner where they had parted just a few minutes 
before. When they met, Edith said, ''Lillian, I do 
want to get saved, and am going to do so, but I 
have to ask you to forgive me. When that trouble 
occurred at the factory and they blamed you, I was 
the one to blame for it, and had I been the friend to 
you I ought to have been, I would never have let 
you bear the blame, when I was the one. I must tell 
them at the factory that I am to blame, but I want 
you to forgive me.’' 

"Indeed, I will forgive you, and I never had any 
hard feelings toward you for it.” 

"Why, did you know? I — ,” and she stammered. 

"Yes, I knew you were the one,” Lillian said, 
"but I preferred to keep still, because if anyone was 
discharged I could afford to lose my place better 
than you, for you had so much sickness at home at 
that time.” 

"Lillian, did you know that I was to blame, and 
bore it all this time for my sake?” At this -point 
Edith broke down and wept bitterly to think how 
she had allowed Lillian to bear the blame and Lil- 
lian knew she was the guilty one. She composed 
herself as soon as she could, and asking Lillian to 
pray for her, she hurried home. 

She was excited, and did not think about going 
in the home crying. She opened the door and 
walked right in and found her mother still sitting 
up reading the evening paper. She looked up at 
once, saw that Edith had been crying, and demanded 
the reason. Edith broke out crying afresh, and be- 
tween her sobs, managed to tell her mother what 
had caused her grief. Mrs. Long was quite excited 
at first, but when she knew the cause of her daugh- 
ter’s grief, she was as composed as she had been 
before Edith came into the house, or, at least, 
seemed to be. 

She was a good mother in many respects, but one 
of those who loved silently, of which our world 

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abounds, and whose attitude is the cause of many 
young girls, and also boys, going astray. Their 
parents would rather give them fine clothes than 
parental love and advice, and the sympathy they 
seek elsewhere is often given with an evil purpose 
in view. So, dear reader, if you are a parent, re- 
member, your children crave parental love and fel- 
lowship from you. 

Mrs. Long was one of those who never had time 
to enter into her children’s affairs, so she put Edith 
off with the words, ''Well, if you get into trouble, 
get out of it.” 

Poor Edith needed some one to help her, advise 
and encourage her, but there was no one at home 
to do so. She hurried into her room, threw herself 
across the bed, and wept bitterly. She cried her- 
self to sleep, and how long she slept she did not 
know, but she awakened quite chilly and found her 
mother gone to bed and the house quite dark. She 
arose, prepared for bed, and then knelt at her bed- 
side and prayed, something she had never done be- 
fore. She promised the Lord that if she lived she 
would go to the Superintendent and confess the 
truth about spoiling the silk. After she had reached 
this decision she had a good sleep till morning. 

Nothing was said by Edith or her mother with 
reference to her trouble. After breakfast, Edith 
helped with the housework ; she tidied up the front 
rooms while her mother did the kitchen work. Her 
mother asked her if she was not going to the fac- 
tory, and she told her no, that she was not needed 
there, as they were not rushed with work. She 
dressed and went down to the little church to Sun- 
day School, the first time any of the Long family 
had ever been to Sunday School since they first 
moved to Martin, fifteen years ago. Edith could not 
say she enjoyed the school, for everything was new 
to her, and besides, she had a heavy heart. But she 
received some help. Jessie preached a good sermon 

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and all there enjoyed it, for the Lord wonderfully 
helped her. 

There was a good congregation out for the even- 
ing service. Mr. Black and Mr. and Mrs. Brown 
were among the prominent members of the Popular 
church. Mr. Black thought they should go to his 
church, but he consented to go with his daughter, 
for he humored her in everything, she being his 
only home comfort since his wife died, seven years 
ago. He was a regular attendant at church, but his 
daughter seldom went. Her father had urged upon 
her, and had others to do so, to join the church, but 
in a kind way she would always say that some day 
she wanted real salvation ; she did not have to refer 
to it the second time when she said real salvation. 
But this evening found father and daughter seated 
together in the little church, listening to the girl 
preacher, the lady she wanted to hear from the 
time she heard our friends speak of her the evening 
she was sitting on the porch with her girl friend. 

Jessie took as her text that evening Hebrews 
12 :14, and the Lord helped her to preach the truth. 
Her voice was clear and she spoke with force and 
repeated the words of the text very slowly, '^Follow 
peace with all men and holiness without which no 
man can see the Lord.’’ Jessie was very calm and 
full of courage. She rather expected opposition 
from the congregation, but, to her surprise, they 
seemed to endorse it. She made 'it very plain. 
''The work of grace in the heart is two-fold; first 
justification, which we obtain through Jesus Christ 
by faith and by forsaking and confessing our sins, 
which are the actual transgressions against the law 
of God ; sanctification or holiness is the second work 
of grace in the heart through Jesus Christ by faith, 
which cleanses our hearts from inward sin, taking 
out the sinful nature, but not destroying the human 
nature, and which gives us a clean heart as the 
Psalmist David prayed for, when he prayed. 'Create 

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in me a clean heart, O God ; and renew a right spirit 
within me/ This experience in grace is not obtained 
by confessing our sins, for if we are condemned and 
have sins to confess, we are not justified, but when 
we are freed from the guilt of sin by the application 
of the blood of Christ, and no longer are con- 
demned for sin, then we are fit subjects for holiness, 
or sanctification. Now, this experience is obtained 
by consecrating ourselves, and all we have and are, 
to God ; by giving up ourselves, our families and our 
possessions to God. This does not mean we are to 
leave our families, or to sell all we have and give it 
to some religious organization to scatter it to the 
four winds, as some would teach, but it does mean 
that if I owned a piece of property, I must see that 
it is used in no other way than for the glory of God. 
If I possess a thousand dollars, I am God’s steward 
over that money, and must use it to his glory. I 
must hold everything I have at the disposal of God, 
to do as he would direct. God is going to hold me 
responsible for every dollar, every talent, and for 
every opportunity of doing good I have. And if I 
am poor and have but one dollar, I must use that 
to the glory of God. Now, dear friends, I am not 
here to unchristianize you, or say things to hurt your 
feelings, but I want to help you to get close to God. 
All of you well know that the majority of Chris- 
tians, or those who profess to be, do not know 
what sacrifice means. People are wasting their tal- 
ents in the pursuit of pleasure, they are spending 
money for that which satisfieth not. You gentlemen 
who profess religion and use tobacco, you are spend- 
ing money which God has intrusted you with, for 
tobacco, and do you glorify God by its use? And 
do you set an example for the young that will bring 
them nearer God? You, who have acquired the 
habit of chewing tobacco, would you advise a young 
boy to commence the habit? If you cannot get the 
consent of your own conscience to advise young 

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boys to commence using it, it is evidence you are 
not using it to the glory of God. And the Bible 
says, 'Whatsoever we do, whether we eat or drink, 
or whatsoever we do, do all to the glory of God.’ 
And again, if your conscience will not let you advise 
young boys to use tobacco, it is evident your heart 
condemns you, and, 'If our hearts condemn us, God 
is greater than our hearts, but if our hearts condemn 
us not, then we have confidence toward God.’ If you 
can use tobacco to the glory of God, it is proper and 
right for you to ask God to bless your example for 
the good of the young and to lead them in your 
footsteps. Christians, do you want to pray that 
prayer? 

"Let me speak on the line of dress. I am not here 
to insult you, but to help you, if I can, but because 
I have money which God has intrusted in my hands 
to use to his glory, can I spend that money for un- 
necessary apparel and please God? And can I spend 
twenty dollars for a hat, when three or five would 
do, and at the same time be pleasing to God? Can 
I, by decking my person in laces and embroidery, 
jewels and rings, show forth the glory of God, when 
the Bible says, 'Let your adorning not be the out- 
ward adorning, as plaiting the hair or putting on 
of apparel, but let it be the hidden man of the heart 
even a meek and quiet spirit.’ 1 Peter 3:3-4. We 
should use the money which we consecrated to God 
to carry on his work and help spread the gospel 
and bring the world closer to the Savior. Now, I 
do not want to find fault with any one, nor criticise 
your actions, but would not the world be better if 
every professed Christian would lay aside all of the 
unnecessaries, as tobacco, jewels and also the un- 
necessary apparel, and consecrate that money to 
God, to be used in advancing his cause, would not 
the church arise out of the cloud into which it has 
fallen and shine as a thing of beauty? Suppose 
every professed Christian would lay aside everything 

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unnecessary and adorn themselves as the holy 
women of old, and use that money in God's cause, 
it would not be six months until every church would 
be out of debt, and every saloon would be banished 
from the city, and all sin which is carried on would 
be compelled to hide itself away, and not be carried 
on openly, as it is at present, to influence the young 
to stray away from God. Now, dear friends, every 
one ought to obey the words of the Apostle, and go 
on unto perfection, and consecrate their money, their 
talent, and get this old time holiness, as the text 
says, ‘without which no man can see God.' The 
church today is far from what God intends it should 
be, and if you and I will walk in the light and do 
His will we can be of use, by the help of God, in 
raising the church back to the power and influence 
which it once had. Now, dear believer, you need 
this experience which will help you to obey. Come 
and consecrate yourselves to God and seek for this 
experience, that you may live better and do more 
for God. You young converts need to get this ex- 
perience — it is God's will. If any one wants pardon, 
come tonight. All who will, come tonight." 

Edith Long was the first one to step forward, then 
Maud followed for holiness, and to the surprise of 
every one, and without a word. Miss Black stepped 
forward, and with tears streaming down her cheeks, 
knelt at the altar. 


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CHAPTER IX. 

Mr. Black, that morning after the trial, in his 
private office, having heard the girls go away, dried 
his eyes and stepped into the other room to find his 
daughter in tears. Neither spoke for a moment, then 
Miss Black said, 'Tapa, you may think me weak, 
but, somehow, I love those girls as I never loved 
any stranger before. Something has come over me 
which I cannot account for.” 

'T must confess,” said Mr. Black, 'There is some- 
thing about those girls which ordinary people do 
not possess.” 

Mr. Black had plead many a law suit for the 
weaker sex, but in all his experience, he had never 
felt as he did when in the presence of those girls. 
Miss Black stated to her father that she had sent 
the girls home in a cab. 

"A good idea,” replied Mr. Black. "You are very 
thoughtful. Mayme, do you know who that Miss 
Wells is?” 

"I am not sure,” replied Mayme, "but have you a 
cousin which married a man over in Salem County 
by the name of Wells?” 

"Yes,” replied her father. He had a brother whose 
daughter went out preaching. My friend, Miss 
Johnson, wrote me about it several months ago, and 
I believe this is the same girl. Her father. Colonel 
James Wells, and I have quite a business interest 
together.” 

"Well, papa, I want to know that girl, for I be- 
lieve she has the kind of religion I have always 
said that if ever I professed, I wanted. I never did 
believe that religion was simply going to church.” 

"Surely, that girl has something most religious 
people do not enjoy. I believe she is a good girl,” 

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said Mr. Black. '‘I wish you would arrange for her 
to take dinner at our home soon, I want to talk 
with her.’’ 

''Very well, papa, but we will include Maud Smith, 
also. I feel very happy over Maud’s conversion, it 
is something uncommon.” 

Just then they heard a familiar signal and Miss 
Black arose to go, for she knew Jim had returned 
with the cab, and said, "Good-bye, papa.” 

"Good-bye, Mayme, I may not be at home for 
dinner.” 

"All right,” replied Mayme, and she hastened 
down the steps, saying, "We will go home now, 
Jim.” Miss Black had intended going out to one 
of the parks with a friend, but somehow, she pre- 
ferred to go home and be alone, though she could 
not account for the feeling she had. The gay life 
of the city never had attracted her very much, and 
just now it seemed to have all vanished from her. 

Mr. Black was left alone once more, and sat 
down to think, for he was troubled. He said to him- 
self, "I know that is the way, the same religion 
mother enjoyed thirty years ago, and it is the kind 
she wanted me to get, and there is where Mayme 
gets her idea. It means something to take the real 
way, but yet it will pay. I promised mother I would 
meet her in Heaven, and this is the way for me to 
get there. I do wish I had not mixed up in this 
affair, but perhaps this is God’s way. I do believe 
this Maud Smith is the daughter of that widow from 
whom I took that twenty acres of land. Yet, I took 
it, for the work I did, and it was not worth five dol- 
lars, and I received at least eight hundred dollars 
for it. Well, to be honest with myself, I must say I 
stole it, and if this Maud is her daughter, I ought to 
give her back that farm, for I believe in the sight 
of God that place belongs to her.” Mr. Black sat in 
his office for some time, meditating over this 
thought, then he arose and went out in the town to 

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make some inquiry about the widow Smith. He 
knew about where the parties lived who would give 
him the desired information, and going to the house 
at once, he asked concerning Mrs. Smith. The 
mother and son were dead, but the girl, Maud, was 
living in town and had grown to be a careless 
woman, and some people had a great deal to say 
about her. Mr. Black asked for a description of the 
girl. 

‘'She is a very pretty girl,’’ spoke his informant, 
has dark hair, blue eyes and a fair complexion ; she 
is of medium height and would weigh about one 
hundred and thirty pounds.” 

“Are you personally acquainted with her?” 

His informant replied that he was. Mr. Black 
recognized from the description the Maud Smith 
whom he had seen just a few hours before. He 
walked back to the business part of the city and 
meeting a client, went with him to the office to trans- 
act some business. After this was done, he looked 
at his watch and was surprised to find that it was 
two o’clock. He remembered that he had had no 
dinner, and went to a restaurant, ate his dinner and 
returned to the office. He was almost persuaded to 
make out a deed for the place and hand it to Maud 
as a present and never say anything about it to any 
one; but as he was contemplating this action an- 
other client came in, so he put it off. He was kept 
busy then until evening, when he laid aside his 
business for the week. 

On Sunday morning, as usual, he went to church, 
but did not enjoy the sermon. Something was 
troubling him. After dinner he spent an hour in 
the library and then suggested to his daughter that 
they take a drive, as the sun was shining nice and 
warm and the air was bracing. While they were 
out riding Miss Black asked her father if he would 
not go with her to the little church and hear Miss 
Wells preach. Of course, Mr. Black objected, but 

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his daughter had found a way to his heart and knew 
how to persuade him, so by church time Miss Black 
had gained her point and father and daughter found 
their way to the little church. The sermon was 
very impressive and conviction rested on the people. 
It was a great surprise to Mr. Black to see his 
daughter go to the altar; at first he felt indignant, 
but on a second thought he controlled his feelings 
and gave in to the Spirit. While the daughter was at 
the altar, the father was struggling with his own 
conscience, and finally eased it by saying that he 
would give Maud Smith a deed to the twenty acres 
of land. Miss Black was in earnest; she had real 
Bible conviction and was ready to pray, for since 
she left her father’s office on Saturday evening, she 
had spent much time alone in thought and prayer. 
She was willing to do anything for God. She cried 
and prayed. Edith Long had been saved, but Miss 
Black was still struggling. At last Jessie said very 
gently, '‘Miss Black, are you willing to give up 
everything for Jesus’ sake?” 

^T will do anything,” replied Miss Black. 

"Can you give up the wearing of gold and jewels, 
and take the uncompromising way?” 

She hesitated a moment, but Jessie told her how 
she had given up all these for Jesus, and Miss Black 
said, "I will.” She then took off three beautiful 
rings, a gold chain and one very expensive bracelet 
and laid them on the altar, saying she would give 
them up and would dress plainly. Her father was 
sitting where he could see this and the color rushed 
into his face as when men fly into a passion. After 
a few hard breaths he cooled down and was quite 
calm when his daughter bounded to her feet, prais- 
ing God that she had come through and had the 
victory. She ran back to her father and kissed him, 
then shook hands with several people near, and see- 
ing Maud Smith standing by the altar praising God, 
she ran to her and the two girls embraced each 

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other and shouted the praises of God together. 
This caused Mr. Black to feel for a handkerchief, 
but he crowded back every tear. The meeting went 
with a shout for awhile and it reminded Mr. Black 
of the old time camp meeting his mother used to 
attend. After the service Jessie gave Miss Black 
her rings, chain and bracelet. Miss Black gave them 
to her father, as he had given them to her. He took 
them and put them in his pocket and Mayme saw 
them no more, and they were never spoken of again. 
Many prophesied that Mr. Black would oppose his 
daughter, but he did not. Miss Black, having no re- 
straint at home, engaged in the work of the church 
and in this far surpassed many of the older Chris- 
tians. 

Before leaving the church that night. Miss Black 
had asked Jessie and Maud to take dinner with her 
next day. Not knowing how her father would take 
her conversion and the giving up of her jewels, she 
had but little to say on the way home. Mr. Black's 
rest was much disturbed that night; he was under 
conviction, though he did not realize it. Next morn- 
ing Mayme told her father to come home at noon, 
for Miss Wells and Maud Smith would take dinner 
with them. He told his daughter good-bye, and as 
he went down the broad stone walk that led to the 
street from the beautiful mansion, he remarked to 
himself, ‘'This reminds me of the deed again, and 
I will go and make it out at once. I will never miss 
the value of it." He was true to his word, and when 
he came home for his dinner, he carried with him a 
deed for the twenty acres of land from himself to 
Maud Smith. He remained at home a part of the 
afternoon to talk with the girls and watch for an 
opportunity to give Miss Smith the deed without 
the others seeing him. His waiting was rewarded, 
for Jessie, finding such kind friends in Miss Black 
and her father, made herself at home, and Mr. 
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caused her to feel free to go in the parlor and sit 
down at the piano. As her fingers touched the keys, 
it sent a thrill over all in the house. Miss Black 
arose at once and went into the parlor, leaving her 
father and Miss Smith alone. Mr. Black lost no 
time in telling Maud he had a present for her, and 
he wanted her to accept it as a gift from the Lord, 
and to think nothing of it, but to be sure and not tell 
anyone. He saw her hesitate, but he said, ‘'God di- 
rected me to do this. You take it, and say nothing 
about it. Do not open the envelope until you are 
home alone.’’ Maud accepted it and concealed it 
in her hand satchel. Mr. Black soon excused him- 
self and went back to his office, feeling that the bur- 
den was gone from his mind, not thinking that it 
would come again with a greater force. He felt 
more easy for the present and was rejoicing over it. 
The girls spent a pleasant afternoon with Miss 
Black, and before leaving, knelt in prayer to thank 
God for his love and mercy. Miss Black promised 
she would be at church that evening. Mr. Black 
could not go with his daughter, having business at 
his own church and being compelled to attend there. 

During the business session the subject of the 
revival came up and Mr. Black spoke well of the 
meeting, saying he was there Sunday evening, and 
also told them of his daughter’s going to the altar 
and getting saved, and added that he expected she 
would join that church. To this his pastor said, 
“You would not consent for her to do it, would you, 
and, of course, she would not join without your 
consent.” 

“She can please herself about the matter,” replied 
her father. “She must obey God as an individual.” 

The pastor’s face colored very quickly, but the 
subject was dropped, and they proceeded with busi- 
ness. After meeting several spoke to Mr. Black 
about his daughter, telling him he ought to use his 
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could. He made the fact plain to them that he 
would not interfere with his daughter's convictions 
in the least, but would allow her to choose for her- 
self. The fact of the case was that Mr. Black was 
being led to that very church himself. Mr. Black 
was soon on his way home, and as he went, his 
mind was very busy meditating on the sermon he 
had heard Sunday evening. He had heard such 
before in his early life, but not of late years. Mr. 
Black was a converted man, but had never pressed 
forward in the work of grace, but now new light 
had reached his heart and he must go forward. He 
reached home, and finding that his daughter had 
not yet returned, he took the old family Bible, the 
one his mother had given him for a keepsake. 
Opening it, he found place after place where his 
mother had marked it with her own hand ; this 
brought fresh memories to his mind of a loving 
mother kneeling at family prayer with her only son, 
and reading to him out of that very Bible. He 
had been sitting for some time meditating over his 
past life when he was aroused by his daughter 
coming in and bringing a very encouraging report 
of the meeting. Several had been converted. 

^'One middle-aged man came to the altar, and no 
one seemed to know him, but he said he knew Miss 
Wells’ father, and knew you, and wanted to see you 
tomorrow at the office.” 

''Did he give his name?” 

"No, sir. He asked me if I was a relative of yours, 
since he had seen me with you on last evening.” 

Mr. Black talked a few minutes with his daughter 
about their new friends, and then said, with a 
trembling voice, "Mayme, I have been reading some 
in your grand-mother’s old Bible. She used to get 
this old book and read a chapter every evening, and 
she and I would kneel, while she prayed. I am 
ashamed of it, but we have never had family prayer 
since, and tonight I want to read a chapter, and we 

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will pray before we retire/’ Mr. Black read and the}^ 
bowed their heads while he lifted his voice for the 
first time in family prayer. This greatly encour- 
aged Mayme, and as her father prayed, her heart 
went out in thankfulness to God for the change in 
their home. Mayme had gone to her room after 
bidding her father good-night, and Mr. Black was 
about to turn out the light, when a ring at the door 
prevented his doing so. 


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CHAPTER X. 


We will return to our friend, Edith Long, who 
was still struggling under her heavy burden of sin, 
but was making progress in bringing her will under 
subjection. It was a bitter experience for her to go 
to the Superintendent of the factory and tell the 
truth, as she had said she would, though all the 
time hoping that God would save her from the bitter 
confession. She little knew the act was to be the 
greatest temporal blessing of her life. After spend- 
ing a restless night, she arose early, ate breakfast, 
and went to the factory, with a heavy heart, but 
with a determination to see the Superintendent the 
first thing. -She had a golden opportunity just be- 
fore work-time, when the Superintendent came to 
her with some special instructions about her work. 
While they were together Edith thought over dif- 
ferent words to say and how to break the ice, as it 
were, but in spite of her willingness and her resolve 
to speak about the matter, she let the opportunity 
pass and this brought greater heaviness upon her 
soul. She labored on at her work, trying as best 
she could to gain courage to speak to Mrs. Ander- 
son at noon. She would have her mind made up 
and her words chosen to speak about the affair, and 
about the time she would get to the point where 
she thought she was willing, her heart would faint 
within her, and she, would give up to discourage- 
ment. Several times during the morning, she 
reached the point where she thought she had the 
victory, only to find out she was very weak. Sud- 
denly she laid aside her apron, and with a determin- 
ation of heart, which showed very plainly on her 
countenance, she walked to the Superintendent’s 

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office and rapped very firmly on the door, and poor 
Edith spoke the words which seemed to choke her. 

''Mrs. Anderson, I want to speak to you a few 
minutes, if you have the time to spare.’’ 

"Very well. Come in. Have this chair.” 

"Mrs. Anderson, I have been in trouble recently, 
and I feel very badly about some of my past life ; I 
want to do right, and I have made up my mind to 
be a Christian.” 

"That is good,” replied Mrs. Anderson. 

Edith continued, as if no interruption had been 
made : "Do you remember when those bolts of silk 
goods were spoiled, and Lillian Jones was blamed 
for it?” 

"Yes, I remember it well, and if I could have had 
my way, she would have been discharged right 
then.” 

"Well, Lillian Jones was not to blame. I was the 
one who accidentally knocked them off in the vat 
of dye, and when they laid the blame on Lillian, I 
was too cowardly to say I was the one, but now I 
am very sorry, and God would have me ask the Com- 
pany to forgive me. So, as you are my Superin- 
tendent, I came to you to convey the news to the 
Company, and ask them to forgive me.” 

"I shall certainly do as you ask. Miss Long, but 
I cannot say what the outcome will be. It certainly 
makes a dark picture for you to treat your employers 
in that way. I will see them and bring you their 
decision.” 

Opening the door, Edith passed out and back to 
her work, with a lighter heart. Mrs. Anderson was 
quite shocked to hear the girl’s story, but neverthe- 
less, that evening, before leaving the factory, she 
went to the head officer and related Edith’s story 
in as dark colors as possible. The President and 
Secretary were in, and they listened very attentively. 
Both sat in silence for a few minutes, then the Presi- 

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dent spoke: '"You say she asked you to come and 
ask the Company to forgive her?” 

^^Yes, sir.” 

'"Very well ; we will talk it over. You may go.” 

The President, Mr. Frank Clark, and Secretary, 
Mr. Carl White, faced each other, but neither spoke 
for a few moments. Carl White broke the silence 
by saying, 'T admire the girl for her grit.” 

''You can, if you choose, but if my authority has 
anything to do with it, she shall leave the employ 
of the Company.” 

"Not if I can prevent it,” said Carl White. "We 
always thought we could depend on her and now I 
know we can.” 

Mr. Clark resented Mr. AVhite's remark, and a 
spirit of contention sprang up between the Presi- 
dent and Secretary of the Company ; they could 
not agree as to discharging or retaining Edith in 
their employ, so the President called the Board of 
Directors together to help them settle the matter. 
Mr. White had more influence with the Directors 
than Mr. Clark, for many thought Mr. White would 
soon be the leading man of the firm. He was a fine 
business man, and very wealthy. 

The Directors gathered in the main office the next 
evening, and after the case had been fully explained, 
they took a vote as to what should be done. The 
vote stood six to three in favor of retaining Edith 
in their service. Mr. Clark was very bitter, and 
made it known that he intended to sever his con- 
nection with the Company, if that was the way they 
did business. Mr. White was only anxious to buy 
his stock and let him out, so in a few months Mr. 
White had controlling interests and was elected 
President of the Garment Company. He took great 
interest in Edith Pong, and in a few months she 
was promoted to the position held by Mrs. Ander- 
son. Edith developed into a noble, Christian woman, 
and filled her position with credit, and had the 

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esteem of every one of the Company and the respect 
of all the employers. Through her patience and 
kind advice she led a number of the girls to seek 
Jesus, and the President of the Company had be- 
come more than a friend to her. 


CHAPTER XL 

Mr. Black was surprised to have a caller at this 
late hour. He turned on the lights and opened the 
door, to find a stranger. 

^Ts this Mr. Black?’’ 

‘^Yes, sir.” 

^'My name is Tom Lane. Perhaps you have for- 
gotten me.” 

^‘The name sounds familiar, but I cannot place 
you.” 

'T was a prosecuting witness in court down in 
Salem County against Samuel Wells. You were 
one of the defendant’s lawyers.” 

“I remember you very well, Mr. Lane. What can 
T do for you ?” 

''Well, Mr. Black, I am seeking the Lord, and I 
want help. You must pardon me for coming at this 
late hour.” 

"There is nothing to pardon, sir. Come right in.” 

Mr. Lane stepped inside, and the men were soon 
seated in the sitting room. 

"Mr. Black, my life has not been what it should 
have been, and I have lived for gain, instead of living 
for God. I craved money, and did wrong to get it. 
I swore to a false statement in that case against Mr. 
Wells, which caused him to spend a small fortune 
and serve a term of one year in, the penitentiary, and 
I received quite an amount of money for it. I will 
not implicate anyone else. I did wrong, and am will- 
ing to suffer anything to make amends. I have had 
no peace of mind for several months. One day, while 
at the depot, a young girl stepped off the train. It 
sent a chill all through me, for she was the very 
likeness of Samuel Wells, and you kno^v^ she is 
preaching down here in the little church, artd 

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not rest until I make this right. As Mr. Wells is in 
Colorado, I came to you, his lawyer, for advice. I 
am willing to confess this in court and to Mr. Wells. 
Will you please write to him how, through his niece, 
God has convicted me of my sins, and I want to get 
saved? What shall I do about the law I have 
violated?’’ 

‘'I will write Mr. Wells, and I advise you to wait 
until we hear from him before you do anything. If 
he desires to prosecute you, it may mean the prison, 
but you get saved, and let God take care of the 
future.” 

Mr. Lane arose and grasped Mr. Black by the 
hand, saying, '‘I will take your advice, and I wish 
you would pray for me.” 

‘'I will pray for you, and hope you will soon find 
your way to God.” 

“Let- us have prayer for Mr. Lane now, papa,” 
came the voice of Mayme from the hall. She had 
heard Mr. Lane’s conversation with her father, and 
thinking it might do him some good, she descended 
the stairs just at that moment. 

“Very well, if Mr. Lane will kneel, we will pray 
for him.” 

He was sick of sin and ready to seek God any- 
where. The three knelt in prayer, and for the first 
time in his life. Lawyer Black prayed aloud for a 
poor, lost sinner. While he was praying, Mayme 
was telling Mr. Lane to pray for himself. When 
her father ceased praying she began calling on God 
to save him. God was present and answered prayer, 
and Mr. Lane was converted in Mr. Black’s beauti- 
ful mansion. His face shone with a brightness as 
he told Mr. Black, that by the help of the Lord, he 
could face anything. They bade him good-night, 
and as they retired, they thanked God for the con- 
version in their home. 

The first thing after Mr. Black reached the office 
the next morning, he wrote Samuel Wells a long 

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letter, telling of the revival his niece was holding, 
and about Maud Smith and his daughter. He then 
related Mr. Lane's story, and asked Mr. Wells to 
have mercy upon him. The way of the transgressor 
is hard, and Mr. Lane had found it so. Although 
he had prospered for awhile, so far as money is con- 
cerned, but reverse circumstances came, and after 
spending all he had for medicine for his wife and 
daughter, had laid them beneath the sod and was 
left alone in the world, a penniless man. Mr. Black 
had made note of this in the letter when he wrote 
to Samuel Wells. 

Mr. Black and his daughter, Mayme, and Mr. 
Lane looked forward with great anxiety for the re- 
ply from Samuel Wells. After waiting ten days, 
Mr. Black found a letter waiting for him at the 
office one morning, with the postmark Colorado, and 
with trembling hands he quickly broke the seal. Mr. 
Black had learned to love Mr. Lane with Christian 
love, and he was quite anxious to know the contents 
of the letter, for Mr. Lane's liberty depended en- 
tirely upon Mr. Wells' will in the matter. The let- 
ter was short, simply stating that Mr. Black's re- 
quest had been granted, and that he would freely for- 
give Mr. Lane and would not prosecute him. He 
only requested Mr. Lane to publish a notice of his 
conversion and of the false oath, and also of Mr. 
Wells granting forgiveness and refusing to prose- 
cute. He also commended his niece. Miss Jessie 
Wells. Mr. Black was happy to receive such news. 
He immediately telephoned home and told his 
daughter of the good news. She, too, was over- 
joyed, for Christian love had made them deeply in- 
terested in Mr. Lane. 

Mr. Black immediately dispatched an errand boy 
for Mr. Lane. He was easily found and was soon 
at the office. Mr. Black met him with a cheerful 
good morning, saying, ''Mr. Lane, I have good news 
from Colorado." He had been looking almost every 

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day for an answer and, although it was good news, 
it made him quite nervous. Mr. Black read the let- 
ter to him with unusual tenderness in his voice. 
Mr. Lane's heart was softened, and he wept bitterly. 
After Mr. Lane was calm, the two men knelt in 
prayer and thanked God for a wonderful deliver- 
ance — a very unusual thing in a lawyer’s office. Be- 
fore Mr. Lane departed from the office, it was 
agreed that Mr. Black should write an article for 
the Salem County paper. He did so, and ordered 
a copy sent to Mr. Samuel Wells, in Colorado; one 
to Colonel James Wells, of Williamsville ; one to 
Miss Jessie Wells, and one to himself. 

In the meanwhile, the services at the church were 
continuing with great interest. Mr. Black took such 
a prominent part that it was causing his pastor great 
uneasiness. Some of the brethren in the church had 
prophesied that Lawyer Black would become one of 
the small sect. Only a few days from the time of 
Mr. Black aiid Mr. Lane’s meeting in the office, the 
county paper was out, announcing in bold headlines, 
'‘The confession of Mr. Newton Lane bearing false 
witness against Mr. Samuel Wells, in the cattle- 
l)rand case, which was fought in the courts of Salem 
County for several years, where Mr. W ells had spent 
a fortune and then served a year in the penitentiary. 
Mr. Wells has freely forgiven Mr. Lane, and re- 
fuses to prosecute him. 

Colonel MTlls was seated in his office in Williams- 
ville, when a friend came running in, saying, 
"Colonel Wells, have you seen the County paper this 
week?” 

"No, sir.” 

"Look here. This will interest you,” placing the 
paper in Colonel MTlls hands so the heading of the 
article was before his eyes. Colonel Wells read 
aloud, and, rising to his feet with fire in his eyes, 
exclaimed, "I knew Sam was innocent, and now the 
world knows it.” 


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This trouble had weighed upon Colonel Wells so 
much that the thought of his brother’s innocency 
being established, he forgot to read the editor’s com- 
ment on the article. He thanked his friend, and 
turned to the telephone and calling for home, told 
his wife to send Jim in after him right away. Mrs. 
Wells was uneasy about her husband wanting to 
come home so early in the afternoon. She had but 
a short time to wait, for Jim had obeyed her request 
in driving fast. Mr. W ells had alighted by the time 
the carriage had stopped, and with quick steps, had 
come to the house, taking from his pocket the paper. 
As he did so, Mrs. Wells met him on the porch and 
inquired if he was sick. But she knew he was not 
before she asked him, for he did not have the ex- 
pression of a sick man. 

''No, wife, I want you to share the good news with 
me. You know, I have always said the Wells fam- 
ily had never had a blot upon it before. Samuel had 
his trouble, and I believed him innocent, and now I 
know he is. Look here,” handing his wife the paper 
to read, while he paced the floor in his nervous way. 

"Well, husband, I am glad for you, and for poor 
Samuel, who has borne this all bravely, and, to think, 
James, that he is so forgiving.” 

As Mrs. Wells was saying this her eyes were 
scanning the rest of the article. "Why, James, look 
here. This was sent to the paper from Martin by 
Lawyer Black, and this Mr. Lane was converted in 
a meeting ’held by our own daughter, Jessie.”- 

Colonel Wells reached for the paper again, and 
read it carefully. Mrs. Wells, laying her hands on 
her husband’s arm, said, "Papa, we can thank God 
that Jessie helped to erase the blot and remove the 
weight from all our hearts.” 

"Tears came to Colonel Wells eyes, and he stood 
motionless for a moment, then laying the paper on 
the table, he took the small, thin face of his wife be- 
tween his two large hands and planted a kiss on her 

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forehead and quickly left the room. This brought 
the tears to Mrs. Wells^ eyes, for it was a rare thing 
in the Wells home. 

Jessie was quite surprised to get the Salem County 
paper among her mail one morning, and was quite 
shocked to read the article, for she little knew what 
the past had been, or what good her services were 
in unraveling some mysterious things. Jessie was 
grieved to think of the injustice to her uncle. It was 
a shock to her, for she was quite small when this 
occurred and it had been kept from her. Now, she 
understood why her father had blushed when he 
told her the Wells family had never had a blot on 
its good name. Jessie was quite tried at first, but 
she had learned the secret of living a Christian life 
and of carrying everything to God in prayer. She 
hurried away to her secret closet and ere long she 
came forth with a shining face, saying, “All things 
work together for good to them that love God.’’ 

Mr. Lane was greatly tried over what he had done, 
and became despondent. Mr. Black came to his res- 
cue with some encouraging words, and, giving him a 
good position as gardener at his home, took him un- 
der his own protection. Mr. Lane made his home 
with Mr. Black for several A^ears, and lived a good, 
Christian life, and then died, and went home to 
Heaven. 

Mr. Samuel Wells breathed a good, deep breath 
after he had read the article in the Salem County 
paper, and thanked God the world knew he was in- 
nocent. He wrote Mr. Lane a letter, telling him he 
freely forgave him and encouraged him to live right. 

The incident led Mr. Black nearer the society in 
the small church, especially as his daughter, Mayme, 
had cast her lot among them. The little society was 
growing, and some said Mr. Black had informed his 
pastor that he felt led to cast in his lot with the com- 
mon people. The special meetings had been in 
progress some five weeks, and they were deciding 

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to close on the following night with a general praise 
meeting. This was something new to many of the 
young converts, but all expected a good time, and 
they were not disappointed, for all were in harmony, 
and the Spirit of God moved upon all hearts to that 
extent that many shouted the praise of God. Even 
Mr. Black was not ashamed of the tears that rolled 
down his cheeks, for they were tears of joy. Many 
testified that it was the kind of a meeting that they 
had enjoyed in the old days in a log school house, 
or barn, or some grove. Jessie felt that it had paid 
to sacrifice, and she thanked God that He had used 
such a weak person as herself to accomplish a great 
work. 

Mr. Black settled it that night that he would unite 
with the little church. He testified that he saw 
clearly to follow Jesus meant as much to-day as it 
did in the days of old when Jesus commanded his 
disciples to leave all and follow Him, and he, for 
one, was going to leave all and follow Jesus. This 
made quite a stir, for Mr. Black had quite a good 
many influential friends in many of the societies of 
the city, and besides, he was a member of the offi- 
cial board of one of the largest churches in Martin. 
The meeting closed with the blessing of God upon 
the people. Mr. Black was ready for attacks from 
his friends, and his mind was settled what course 
to pursue. He would telephone to his pastor his 
intention of resigning as an official member, and 
ask for a letter that night. He had learned that the 
longer one waited to perform a duty, the harder it 
was to do, and the harder it was to do anything, the 
more necessity for haste. So, as he had thoroughly 
made up his mind to unite with the smaller society, 
feeling it was God's will, he set about to do it at 
once. He was prepared for the extra persuasion on 
the part of his pastor, whom he had learned to love, 
and his dear associates of the official board. It was 
truly a trying time for him when he saw tears flow- 

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ing down the cheeks of his dear brethren in Christ, 
and heard the sobs of his Shepherd, as they knelt in 
prayer. But to all of these pleadings, Mr. Black 
had but one answer, ''It is the voice of God.” 
Prayer and pleadings for nearly an hour availed 
nothing, as far as to Mr. Black’s changing his mind, 
ddie official board voted to accept his resignation, 
and the pastor wrote a letter commending Mr. Black 
in the highest terms to the fellowship of the new 
society. As he handed Mr. Black the letter, both 
men broke down and embraced and wept upon each 
other’s shoulders, as only two true-hearted men can 
when they have learned to love each other. Mr. 
Black was the central attraction in church circles 
for several weeks; some criticised and some com- 
mended, but amid it all, Mr. Black took his place 
among the people with whom he thought God 
would have him worship. He became a brave, true 
man, and did much to lift the weak society to a high 
place in Christian influence. 

On the day when Maud and Jessie had visited 
Mr. Black and Mayme, when they reached home that 
afternoon, Maud was quite anxious to know what 
the envelope contained. She at once retired to their 
bedroom, and opening the envelope, brought forth 
the deed. She could not comprehend what it was 
for awhile, but at last it dawned upon her that it 
was a deed for twenty acres of land. She was be- 
wildered. How could it be hers? She thought she 
would call Jessie to help her solve the mystery, but 
(lid not. Then she thought she would be doing 
wrong if she accepted a present from a man now. 
She had accepted many presents from men, and a 
few weeks before she would have accepted this one 
very willingly, but now her life was changed, and 
she desired, above all things, to be a Christian. For 
some cause, she did not know why, she kept this 
from Jessie. 


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The next morning she went to Mr. Black^s office 
alone and told him she could not accept the ofifer, 
as it appeared to her to be a part of her old life, and 
she wanted to be so far away from the old life she 
had lived, that she did not wish to keep the present. 
Mr. Black tried to explain that it was of the Lord, 
and it was all right, but she could not feel right, and 
refused to receive the gift. Mr. Black saw at once 
that he would have to straighten out the tangle, and 
at once he came to the point : '^Miss Smith, your 
life has been a great blessing to me. Your conver- 
sion and your confession brought light and convic- 
tion to my heart. The twenty acres is yours. Tt 
once belonged to your mother, and she deeded it to 
me for a trifle, in time of heed. God showed me my 
sin through your trouble with Mrs. Lannigan. The 
property is yours, not mine.’’ 

By this time Maud’s chest was heaving fast, for 
she had heard that her mother had once owned a 
little place, but lost it some way, she knew not how. 
Now the mystery of years was straightened up, 
through her own conversion. She sat, bewildered, 
for she was filled with joy, and yet could not express 
herself. She thanked Mr. Black in a stammering 
way for his kindness. 

''Not at all. Miss Smith, thank God.” 

Maud did thank God, from the depths of her soul, 
for the litle farm, but more for salvation. She took 
her leave, hastened home, and confided all in her 
new and true friend, Jessie. Jessie rejoiced with 
her,, but was wise enough to tell Maud to keep the 
secret, as far as she could, for Mr. Black’s sake. 
Maud did, and the farm, so far as the public knew, 
was still Mr. Black’s. 


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CHAPTER XII. 


Miss Edith Long was having unusual success as 
Superintendent at the factory, and it seemed as if 
the blessing of God was upon her, as it was upon 
Jacob of old, and as God blessed Laban for Jacob’s 
sake, He was blessing the Garment Company, for 
Edith’s sake. Surprises truly await those who trust 
and obey God, and Edith was destined to have a 
great surprise. She had been acting as Superin- 
tendent about six months, and had won the hearts 
of all connected with the work. Through her in- 
fluence, Lillian Jones was again employed by the 
Company, as assistant bookkeeper, and was filling 
the position with credit. 

One beautiful afternoon, in early summer, when 
all Nature seemed to rejoice, Mr. White came to the 
Superintendent’s office, and asked for Miss Long. 
She was soon called, and Mr. White told her he was 
going out in his car to transact some business for 
some of the Company, and asked her and Miss Jones 
to go along, saying, ‘'You both need fresh air.” 
They consented, and were soon on their way 
through the crowded streets of the city, and then in 
a few minutes they were in the residence portion of 
the city, where beautiful residences were showing 
off their summer splendor. Mr. White turned the 
machine into a driveway, which led up to a beau- 
tiful residence. A well dressed gentleman, stand- 
ing on the broad stone steps, holding a key in his 
hand, said, “Well, Mr. White, you are on time.” 

“Yes, Jim, I always try to keep my appointments. 
Is the work all completed?” 

“Yes, Mr. White, everything is finished.” 

Mr. White took the key, saying, “Jim, if you wait 
awhile, you may ride back to town with us.” 

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‘‘All right, sir, I will be glad to do so,” said Jim. 

' Mr. White ascended the steps, followed by Edith 
and Lillian. The man, called Jim, wondered if the 
ladies were the daughters of some wealthy merchant 
who was going to buy the place. Mr. White had 
built several beautiful residences and furnished 
them, as he had this one, and then sold them. Edith 
and Lillian were wondering what business would 
concern Mr. White there, that he wanted them, and 
Mr. White was wondering — well, we will learn 
later on. 

They entered through the massive doors, as they 
swung open at the touch. The house was inspected 
from basement to garret. Everything was of the 
best, but plain ; every room was elegantly furnished. 
“Well, girls, I am inspecting this house for myself 
and a partner, which I expect to bring here in a few 
days, and now I would like to have you express 
yourselves as to how you think it would suit a good, 
patient, Christian, little woman, for you know, I 
would have no other.” Mr. White had been looking 
out of the window while talking, but as he said the 
last, he looked up and met the eyes of each girl, and 
they were surprised and embarassed to think Mr. 
White would ask two of his lady employees to come 
and help him select a house he wished to bring his 
bride to. Any of the belles of the city would have 
felt highly honored to have had such a privilege. 
Lillian, through her embarrassment, stammered out, 
“It is just lovely, Mr. White, and I am sure your 
bride will think so.” Edith looked at him, and said, 
“Mr. White, surely any girl would be pleased to 
occupy such a home.” 

“Thank you, girls, for your good opinion. I have 
been thinking for some months of sharing my home 
with some good, Christian woman, and I have built 
this home and furnished it for her, and I am so glad 
you girls think it suitable for such a woman.” 

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'‘Indeed, we do,” said Edith, more composed than 
before. 

Mr. White’s heart seemed to be in his throat, but 
the ice was broken. He stepped nearer her, and with 
eyes that spoke more than words, looked her in the 
face, and said, “Edith, will you be that woman.” 

“Oh ! Carl,” she exclaimed, in a greatly excited 
tone. 

It did seem so nice to Mr. White to hear Edith 
call him Carl, for the first time, and then he knew 
he had won the victory. Edith was truly shocked, 
and was shaking as if chilled. 

“Oh ! Carl, I am so surprised, and I am unworthy 
to be your wife.” 

“Let me be the judge of that, for I think I am as 
good a judge of a wife as I am of home furnishings, 
and you said they were good.” 

“They are just lovely, Carl, but I never dreamed 
they were for me.” 

“So you accept them, do you ; and Carl White to 
go with them?” 

As Mr. White said this, he stepped nearer and 
took Edith by the hand. Lillian was amazed and 
spellbound, but, as Carl stepped forward and took 
Edith by the hand, she made an exit into another 
room, to leave these two young Christians together 
with their two-fold joy, God and each other. 

So, dear reader, we will leave them for a short 
time and return to our friend. Miss Wells. The 
meeting having closed, Jessie did not consider her 
work done, but set apart three days each week for 
visiting and praying with the people. Maud Smith 
and Mayme Black were a great help to her, as they 
entered into the work heartily. Many said Maud 
Smith would be a missionary. Mr. Black had united 
with the little society, and, being an ordained dea- 
con, was recognized as such in his new church 
home. They at once put Mr. Black to the front, and 
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work was gaining in every respect. This greatly 
encouraged Jessie, and she wrote all the encourag- 
ing news to her mother, which was of great strength 
to Mrs. Wells, and Colonel Wells quite frequently 
found the letters, and was always ready to read 
them. 

Two weeks have passed, and we meet again in 
the beautiful residence, where we left our two 
young friends, Mr. White and Edith Long. It is 
evening, the house is brilliantly lighted, guests are 
gathering, and they all seem to be happy. Promptly 
at eight o’clock a young lady steps to the center of 
the room. Did we say a young lady? Let us re- 
peat, and say a beautiful young lady, for it was 
Jessie, looking more beautiful than ever, no orna- 
ments of any kind, but so neat and saintly, looking 
more like a heavenly visitor than one of earth. She 
held a small, black book in her left hand, which was 
the Holy Bible. She opened to the third chapter of 
Colossians, without an apology, and began in a 
slow, but distinct, tone of voice and read the entire 
chapter. Then all knelt, and Lillian Jones led in a 
very appropriate prayer. As they arose, a selected 
chorus sang these lines: 

IN THE NAME OF CHRIST, OUR KING. 

We do now, an offering bring; 

Upon the altar of each heart 

There burns a love that naught can part. 

Though twain we now become ; 

Through life to rear a Christian home. 

We here to each other give. 

Our, hands, our hearts. 

And vow to live according to 
Thus saith the Lord. 

Seal this our vow, and may we become 
As Thou art. Father, with Thy Son, 

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As we at this altar stand 

And clasp each other by the hand ; 

Lord, seal we two with that strong band 
Of love Thou hast shown to mortal man. 

May this agreement never cease 
Until one of us becomes deceased.* 

As the chorus sang, the portieres parted, and Carl 
White’s manly form, with Edith Long leaning upon 
his arm, appeared. With slow steps they marched 
to the end of the room, where a beautiful floral 
wreath lay on the floor, with the words inter- 
wreathed, ''Until death do us part.” They halted a 
moment, and read the words, and then both, with 
firm steps, placed their feet inside the wreath. The 
)')ride was dressed in a pure white dress, made very 
plain. She carried in her hand a bouquet of bride’s 
roses. Edith was a handsome girl, and if it had not 
been a Christian wedding, envy would have seized 
the heart of mnay of the young men, and the young 
ladies, also, would have had to fight the green 
monster. But as all present were Christians, they 
rejoiced with them as they were being joined to- 
gether. Deacon Black was honored by the privil- 
ege of performing the ceremony. As he asked the 
questions, each answered in a clear, firm, voice, "I 
will.” 

The wedding was over and the guests had de-t 
parted. Edith had arranged with her husband for 
Lillian to remain with them over night, and Mr. 
White was only too glad, saying that he could take 
Lillian to the factory in his car in time to start to 
work. Lillian had been promoted to be Superin- 
tendent and promised to be very successful. When 
the three were left alone in their new home, Lillian 
spoke about the great change in a few weeks, and 
how the Lord had undertaken. Mr. White, being a 
devoted Christian man, did what every husband 
ought to do, read a chapter of God’s word, and then 

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the three knelt in prayer, thus beginning life by 
honoring God ; and God's word is true, that He will 
honor those that know Him. 



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CHAPTER XIII. 

It was a very hot day in Africa, and a beautiful 
woman, with two young girls, sat in the shade of a 
bungalow, earnestly conversing. 

''Miss Smith, wh}^ do you need to go to America? 
We will miss you so much, for we have learned to 
love you so dearly.’' 

"I thank you, girls, for your love, and I have also 
learned to love you, and I do love Africa. But the 
Board said, for my health’s sake, I must return. 
You know it is six years since I left home. I may 
return some day, if God wills it so, and if I do, girls, 
I want to find both of you noble; Christian women,” 
said Maud, for this was she, who was one time one 
of the outcasts, as the world calls them, but who, by 
the help of God, had developed unto a noble, Chris- 
tian worker, and one who carried great influence 
and respect. Maud had been a Christian seven and 
a half years ; two years laboring for souls in her 
home land, most of the time with her friend and the 
rescue worker. Miss Jessie Wells. Maud was just 
as earnest in the foreign field as Jessie was in the 
home land in the five and a half years. She had, by 
the help of God, built up three Mission stations, 
which represented three hundred converts, and some 
fifteen hundred dollars worth of Mission property. 
She labored under the same rule of life that Miss 
Wells did, "Let my life be useful, if not long.” 
Maud had endeared herself to many of the African 
people. Many a poor, wretched person could point 
back and thank God for the day when she set foot 
on Africa’s soil. But the time was drawing near 
when she must say good-bye to Africa. The Board 
had called her to return a year before, but, at her 
own request, had granted her another year’s labor 

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in her chosen field. Maud was doing all she could 
with her failing health, to establish in the hearts of 
these two girls the teachings of Jesus ; she told them 
that through them she hoped the work started would 
be carried on, and many precious souls reach heaven. 
The days passed swiftly by, and through her love 
for Africa, and the thought of meeting loved ones, 
Maud’s mind was much disturbed, but in the midst 
of it all, she kept her post. 

The day arrived when Maud was to take ship. In 
the afternoon they were gathered in one of the Mis- 
sion houses, or, rather, at one of them, for the house 
could not hold the gathering. The new missionary 
and his wife were there to take Maud’s place. Maud 
arose to address those whom she loved, for the last 
time ; her heart was full of love, not grief, although 
there was a degree of sadness, because the ties of 
the Spirit were strong, and this was the last meet- 
ing, upon earth, with some of them, at least. With 
a courageous heart, she exhorted them to have faith 
in God, live right and give the gospel to others of 
their race. She committed them and their interests 
into the hands of the new missionary, and all to 
God. The parting scene was pathetic. Many of the 
native women wept bitterly upon Maud’s shoulders, 
and there was a general handshaking, with a fare- 
well to Miss Smith. When all was calm again, two 
native girls sang, in their own language : 

In the days ago, in our time of woe, 

A maiden came to we; 

In our plight, which was dark as night, 

In this land of Africa. 

On the wings of love, from the God above, 

She crossed the raging sea ; 

Came with the light, dispelled the night. 

And gave us liberty. 


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The hand of God, by love's strong cord, 

Is leading her home again ; 

To a fairer land than this burning sand. 

The beautiful America. 

In the courts of love, let us meet above. 

When life below shall end; 

We will know Miss Smith, in the realms of bliss, 
When eternity begins. 

As we bid adieu, let each be true, 

And reach the' Fatherland ; 

Until then we will live praising Him, 

That we were born again. 

All arrangements had been completed for Maud's 
journey, and as soon as services were dismissed, 
she retired for a short rest before dinner. Very soon 
after the meal was over, Maud started on her way 
to the harbor some two miles distant. As the slow 
conveyance moved away, she looked back and 
sobbed aloud, as she saw the two dear girls standing 
wiping their eyes. She calmed herself and waved 
them a last farewell — yes, the last. Maud had 
broadened her life — for this was in her own hands — 
but the length of her life was in His hands, ''Who 
doeth all things well." No difficulty was exper- 
ienced in reaching the vessel, and as soon as Maud 
was aboard she inquired at once for friends whom 
she was to meet and sail with for America. The 
vessel lay in port several hours before putting to 
sea, and after Maud had rested awhile, she went on 
deck. As the ship hove away, she stood looking at 
the land and the people she loved, and she wept for 
a short time. Many knew she was a missionary re- 
turning home, and no one thought it strange that 
she wept. She stood motionless for awhile, then 
dropped upon her knees in a pleading prayer for 
Africa. Some Christians were present, who knelt 

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with her, and the others lifted their hats and stood 
silently and reverently. This was an introduction 
for Maud to all on board. 

On the fourth day at sea, a heavy storm arose, 
which threatened the lives of all on board. After 
vainly trying to calm the frightened passengers, the. 
captain called for Maud, who calmly stepped for- 
ward, and in a few words, exhol:*ted all to look to the 
Lord, and if it was His will, they would be saved, 
but if not, let them be brave, and meet death full of 
courage. ''Let us pray, and commit ourselves to the 
Lord.” It was unnecessary to ask people to rever- 
ence God just now, for they were glad to get on their 
knees and lay aside formality. Many who believed 
in doing their praying in the secret closet, were 
willing to pray in public now. For two hours they 
battled with the waves. The captain, officers and 
crew, were doing all they could and the Christians 
were pleading in prayer. Many professors of re- 
ligion asked the Lord to spare their lives and they 
would pay their vows. Some were really converted. 
Maud was overcome, not with fright, but extra ex- 
ertion which told quickly upon her worn body. She 
was carried to her berth and for several days was 
quite ill. 

The storm abated and quiet was restored, and 
every one who could retired for rest. The storm 
caused much seriousness on the part of the people 
and for several days the passengers talked more of 
God than they did of anything else. But, as people 
soon forget God’s warning voice, these did also, 
and soon gay pleasures were indulged in by many. 
Maud kept her room for several days, and by the 
time American soil was in sight, she was herself 
again. 

Mayme Black, who had become the leading mis- 
sionary worker in their church, and who had been 
elected by the Conference as the President of the 
Missionary Society, had gone to New York to meet 

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Maud. As the vessel came in the harbor Mayme 
had an elevated position where she could see all the 
passengers, and she looked with longing eyes, but 
could not see Maud. All had landed, Mayme 
hastened in the waiting room to make inquiry, and 
with anxious eyes, scanned the passengers and could 
not see the object of her search, but a slight touch 
on the sleeve caused her to look around. A tall, well 
built woman, with sunken eyes and thin face, con- 
fronted her, and only one word was spoken. 
‘^Mayme.’’ 


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CHAPTER XIV. 


In the city of Martin many changes have taken 
place. The little frame church has been replaced 
by a nice brick structure, and a new minister, Rev. 
Mr. James, is pastor now. Mrs. Logan died, a good, 
Christian woman, and went to her reward. Mr. 
Black is Superintendent of the Sunday School, 
which is the largest in the city. Lillian Jones is 
filling the position at the Garment Factory with 
credit, and has become one of the firm. Every Sat-’ 
urday afternoon is a half holiday and all the em- 
ployees are required to attend religious services in 
the factory, from half past one until three o’clock. 

The Company under Carl White’s able manage- 
ment, has enlarged its capacity, and is employing 
two hundred hands. Edith Long White is one of 
the happiest women 'in the world. She has an ele- 
gant, Christian home, a noble husband and two 
beautiful little girls, Maud and Lillian. But poor 
Daisy Miller, the most promising convert among 
our friends, disobeyed God, refused light, went back 
into the world, became very hard hearted, spurned 
true Christian love and lived for pleasure, and is 
now lying upon a sick bed, hopeless, for both soul 
and body. Our friend. Miss Jessie Wells, the hero- 
ine of our story, is pushing on in the work of God 
with greater success than ever. The Conference 
moved her from Martin to V/estfield, where she 
was doing a greater work than at Martin. She had 
been at home several times in the past two years, 
and they were visits of great comfort to her; her 
mother entered into her plans with joy, and her 
father had given her encouragement on her last 
visit home. Mayme Black, as our readers know, is 
the leading Missionary worker in this church, and 

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has gone to New York to meet Maud, and arrange- 
ments have been made to bring hei' to Martin to 
their own home. 

As Mayme turned and confronted Maud in the 
waiting room, she recognized the voice at once, and 
they embraced each other, and for several minutes 
they both wept tears of joy. It was a happy meet- 
ing. Mayme calmed herself first, and said, ''Dear 
Maud, I would not have known you were the same 
girl, if it were not for the voice.’’ Her keen percep- 
tion told her that unless help came soon, Maud 
would go to her reward within a short time. They 
went at once to a hotel for refreshments and to rest. 
Mayme thought it best to rest until next day with 
Maud, before starting for Martin. 

Maud was refreshed by the night’s sleep, and 
stood the twenty-four hour trip quite well. They 
took a cab from the depot to Mr. Black’s residence, 
and Maud immediately lay down to rest, while 
Mayme ordered tea. Then Mayme telephoned her 
father of their arrival. Mr. Black gladly hurried 
home at once and was very much surprised to see 
Maud in such ill health. While they all drank their 
tea, it was decided to ask Edith White over to spend 
the evening, as Maud thought she could stand it 
very nicely, so Mr. and Mrs. White came and spent 
the evening. The meeting between Maud and 
Edith was very touching, for they were just like 
sisters, and they enjoyed being together so much. 
Maud’s work in Africa was discussed and they were 
all more interested than ever before. 

Maud inquired about her old friends in Martin, 
and they were all conversing freely when a rap at 
the door came which Mayme answered. It was her 
pastor, Mr. James. They were all delighted to see 
him, and especially to have him meet Miss Smith ; 
they had heard of each other, but had never seen 
each other. Reverend James told them that he had a 
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funeral. He said that Daisy Miller had died in the 
afternoon. 

''What y exclaimed Mayme, "Is Daisy Miller 
dead?’’ 

"Yes,” replied the pastor. 

This was another shock to Maud, as she fully 
expected to see Daisy and thought perhaps she 
could persuade her to get saved. Mrs. White said, 
"Brother James, was she saved before she died?” 

"She was unconscious several hours before she 
died, and we have no hope concerning her salva- 
tion.” 

This little group had aching hearts, for Daisy was 
once one of them. But, alas ! "The way of the 
transgressor is hard.” Daisy had given up the Lord 
for the pleasures of the world, and now all was gone. 

Maud asked if the family had any means, and if 
they had a lot at the cemetery. The minister re- 
plied that they were very poor and would have to 
get a lot in some way. 

"Mr. Black, I have been thinking of giving ten 
acres of ground to our little church for a cemetery, 
and now is a good time. I think it is a great injus- 
tice to the poor people to ask such high prices for 
burial ground, and they are compelled to pay them, 
or bury their dead one in one place and one in an- 
other. I want this used for a burial ground, and if 
any are too poor to buy a lot, I want the church to 
give them one. Mr. Black, will you please have 
everything arranged, and if Mrs. Miller will accept it, 
give poor Daisy the best place in the grounds.” 

Mr. Black thought it could be arranged the next 
morning, so Rev. Mr. James made an extra visit to 
the Miller home that evening. The funeral was ar- 
ranged for two o’clock on the next afternoon. Mr. 
Black found some difficulty confronting him the 
next morning. The man renting the twenty acre 
farm belonging to Miss Smith was loath to give 
possession of any part of it at that time. Mr. Black 

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reasoned with him and he consented for a small 
sum to release three acres of the pasture for an 
entrance to the proposed cemetery. Some survey- 
ing must be done so as to get the lots correctly lo- 
cated. This required the postponing of the funeral 
until the next day, for Mrs. Miller had accepted the 
ol?er to bury Daisy in the new church cemetery. 
Maud was thankful they had postponed the funeral, 
for she wished to attend, and she feared to attempt 
going before she was rested. So she remained very 
quiet during the day and saw no company. 

The day of the funeral arrived, and Maud was able 
to attend. She looked long and earnestly at the 
face of her friend in the casket. How well she re- 
membered their meeting on that November night 
eight years ago, and how they agreed to go to the 
skating-rink, and then go to church and hear the 
girl preacher, and how each one of the four girls 
accepted Christ as her Savior. Three were living 
happy, Christian lives and were at the funeral, but 
one lay in the casket, or, rather, her dead body la}^ 
there. But where was the real Daisy Miller? Maud 
thought of these things, and she turned away with 
a. groan, for she had no hope of meeting her again. 
The minister, Rev. Mr. James, preached well, and 
left everyone to his own opinion concerning Daisy, 
and warned the young to be ready, for they must 
die, as well as the old. Kind friends sympathized 
with Mrs. Miller, and tender hands laid the body of 
Daisy away. Many mourned over the sad condition, 
but it is best for us to leave her with her God now, 
and see to it that we are not like her. 

Maud remained with her kind friend, Mayme, for 
several days, and then went to make her home for a 
short time with Mrs. Edith White. Conference was 
to be held in about four weeks at Williamsville, and 
great preparation had been made by Mayme to haye 
Maud the leading factor in the Missionary work. 
But this hope had been given up, for Maud was 

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much worse than they expected to find her, and if 
she was able to merely attend Conference, they 
would be thankful. Every precaution was taken to 
protect her, so she would have every advantage for 
improvement. Jessie was very busy with her work, 
so she could not come to Martin to see Maud, but 
looked forward to a happy meeting at the Confer- 
ence. She had written her mother that the Confer- 
ence would be held in Williamsville, and she ex- 
pected to be at home and would like to entertain a 
dear friend, if her father would consent. Colonel 
Wells gave his consent, and was much pleased to 
have his daughter home for a few days. He was 
not a Christian man, but was far from being the 
Colonel Wells of eight years ago. Many things 
had come into his life that pointed him to the Christ 
of the Bible. Maud improved sufficiently to be at 
the opening of the Conference. Jessie met her at 
the depot and took her at once to their home. 
Colonel Wells was much impressed by her the first 
time he met her. Jessie had the privilege of using 
the carriage, so Muad was taken back and forth to 
each service. The attendance at the Conference 
was very large, and the citizens of Williamsville 
were glad to have them there. 

Mr. Black was in attendance and was entertained 
part of the time at the Wells home, which alone had 
its influence upon Colonel Wells, for Mr. Black was 
considered a fine man by all who knew him. Colonel 
Wells and wife attended each evening service, and 
from the first were deeply interested. Mr. Black 
asked his friend the first evening if they could have 
prayer, and the Colonel consented. Mr. Black 
prayed and was helped of the Spirit, and he also 
prayed that God might help and bless his friend. 
They had long been associated in business, and he 
wanted them to be associated in religion. He 
prayed for Jessie, and spoke of how she had gone 
out into the work, and had given up all for Jesus' 

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sake, and how God had blessed her work, and what 
great good she had accomplished by being true to 
God ; and as he prayed for all, each one felt the 
moving power of the Spirit ; and had anyone been so 
irreverent as to be looking around, they could have 
seen the Colonel using a handkerchief. Jessie 
breathed a '‘Thank God,’’ for anwering prayer in 
some things; she had been praying eight years for 
her father, and now, for the first time in her life, 
she saw him upon his knees in family prayer. Mrs. 
Wells was encouraged, and was making rapid pro- 
gress in spirituak things. The Conference was a 
very spiritual one, and souls were gathered in. 
Maud was really getting stronger in the midst of the 
Conference work. Mayme had almost regretted 
arranging for another to preach the Missionary ser- 
mon, but God was in everything and the Spirit 
moved things aright. The Conference was nearing 
a close, and a noted minister of God had been an- 
nounced to preach at the evening service. He had 
taken suddenly ill, but the committee did not know 
of it until preaching time, an awkward position. 
Who could take his place? They went to Jessie to 
persuade her, and she could not, but sent the com- 
mittee to Maud. How gladly she would have de- 
clined, but God’s hand was upon her. The chairman 
of the committee announced the sudden illness of the 
speaker for the evening; but assured them they 
would have a treat in hearing Miss Smith, a re- 
turned missionary from Africa. 

Maud stepped to the pulpit, a heavy cross, but she 
must bear it, for God had placed her there, and she 
would do her best. She was very calm, and it 
seemed that the Lord had touched her body. Her 
voice was clear, and she spoke plainly, 'T need your 
prayers. I am unworthy of this privilege, but God 
lives and has power.” She laid her small Bible on 
the desk, and as she did so, repeated the words, 
"The power of God.” By the help of the Spirit, 

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Maud was equal for the occasion. She spoke of 
God’s power in the vegetable world, the chemical 
world, the aerial world, and the power of God unto 
salvation. She divided her subject properly, and 
made her point under each head. She then en- 
larged much on the power of God unto salvation, 
and how it would enable a weak person to become 
strong, and help an evil person to become good. 
She was quite eloquent, and everybody was sur- 
prised at her ability. Once she said, ''Oh ! how it 
pays to sacrifice everything to God. One of Wil- 
liamsville’s noble daughters, a few years ago, gave 
up father, mother, houses, lands, and all, to follow 
Jesus; but it has paid. Think of the beautiful 
church at Martin, and of the noble saints, and of 
their true Christian principles. Also the Garment 
factory run in the fear of God. Think of Africa, 
with its Mission stations, and over three hundred 
converts ; think of the speaker tonight. Where 
would I have been, had it not been for the loving 
hand of our Heavenly Father in leading Jessie Wells 
to Martin, and think of Mrs. Logan, who died such 
a triumphant death, and went home to Heaven. 
Think of Newton Lane, the man whom the devil 
had a four-fold mortgage on, as it were. Tonight 
he is enjoying the company of the redeemed around 
the Throne. It has paid. The power of God is won- 
derful ; it stoops down and lifts up, it reaches up 
and brings down, and places humanity on a level. 
The power of God can do more for you than any- 
thing or any person can do. Say yes to the Spirit to- 
night and obey him.” 

Maud saw the Spirit was truly at work, and she 
deemed it best to give an altar call, so in a few 
timely remarks, she asked if any one desired to 
leave all and follow Jesus. The audience arose to 
sing an invitation hymn. An aged gentleman, sit- 
ting in the end of the second seat, did not arise for 
several minutes. He sat there in a deep study, then 

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with quick motion, he arose, and stepping to the al- 
tar, bowed as a seeker for salvation. Two Avomen 
bowed upon their knees at their seats, in earnest, 
silent prayer for the gentleman. Mrs. Wells and 
Jessie, mother and daughter, were praying for 
father and husband. Mr. Black went to Colonel 
Wells’ side and greatly helped him in seeking Jesus 
as his Savior. Several others came forward and 
some were converted. Colonel Wells settled it at 
the altar that night that if it cost him every dollar 
he had, and every personal friend, he would be God’s 
man and live for Him. As we have seen before in 
the Colonel’s life, to resolve was to do. He was 
truly converted and kept his vow. He arose to tes- 
tify, and in a few words said, 'T am a changed man, 
I see things differently, and by God’s help, I purpose 
to live as God directs.” Jessie could wait no longer, 
she ran to her father and they embraced each other. 
Colonel Wells asked his daughter’s forgiveness, but 
she had forgiven him long ago. Mrs. Wells was by 
her daughter’s side in a moment, and there was a 
happy greeting between husband and wife. 

A stranger was making his way from the rear of 
the church, and he came with an extended hand to 
the Colonel. Their eyes met. '‘Sam,” fell from the 
Colonel’s lips, and they fell into each other’s arms. 
The two brothers wept aloud upon each other’s 
shoulders, for this was Mr. Samuel Wells, of Colo- 
rado, who was a member of the same denomination 
in Colorado. He had learned through the church 
paper of the Conference being held at Williamsville, 
and he planned to come and visit his brother and at- 
tend Conference. He had been delayed on the way 
and was late in arriving, and had come direct to ser- 
vices. The two brothers met as Christian men, and 
this was their first meeting since Samuel W ells had 
been falsely imprisoned and disgraced in the eyes 
of the world. He left for the west as soon as he 
was released and gave his heart to God soon after- 

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wards and had lived a Christian life. His prayer to 
God all these years had been, ‘'Let the world know 
that I am innocent.’’ There was a happy meeting 
between the two brothers, innocent in each other’s 
eyes and also innocent in God’s eyes. The Spirit of 
God moved powerfully upon the people under such 
circumstances and many were praising God. 

The scene in the Wells home that night was dif- 
ferent from any that had ever been seen there before. 
They had taken the usual visitors home with them 
and also Samuel Wells. A good talk of old times 
was enjoyed by the older folks and listened to with 
interest by the younger. At a late hour each be- 
came weary and thought it best to retire. 

“Well, James,” spoke Mr. Samuel Wells, “You 
know the old Bible father used to read to us boys. 
I have it in my grip. I suggest getting it and you 
read a Scripture lesson and have prayer.” 

“Very well, Sam, nothing would give me more 
pleasure.” 

Colonel Wells did read and then prayed, and Mrs. 
Wells said this was the happiest hour of her life. 
Colonel Wells set about next day to bring all his 
business and plans under Bible rule, and God 
helped him and he succeeded. 

The service next day was in the interest of Mis- 
sion work. This was talked over in the home and 
Colonel Wells had a good understanding of it. He 
took his wife in the library and laid before her some 
plans. He had been close with his money, and now 
he wished to put some of it in God’s service. The 
church was taking up rescue work and he proposed 
to give them the one hundred and sixty acres of 
land with the beautiful mansion for a rescue home, 
and Mrs. Wells was pleased to have this done. They 
made this fact known to Mr. Black and their daugh- 
ter, Jessie, telling them to make the proposition to 
the Conference, and for the Conference to appoint a 

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committee to confer with him, as it was to be given 
on a condition. 

The Conference then appointed a committee to 
wait upon Mr. Wells and report the next morning. 
The committee found that he would deed the prop- 
erty to the church if they would agree to keep it and 
run it as a rescue home under the name of “The 
Jessie Wells Rescue Home.” He was to have the 
privilege of hanging a small frame in the main room 
of the house, containing a receipt, and the church 
was to keep this well protected and preserved. The 
Conference accepted the oflfer on the terms stip- 
ulated. Jessie was more thankful than ever that 
she had decided to give up all for Jesus; although 
she had suffered much in the last eight years, yet 
she said it paid. God had saved her father and her 
home was a happy Christian one. The very thing 
she had hoped for ever since she had become a Chris- 
tian, yet had never had the courage to pray for, 
now was a reality, the farm on Hopedale road for a 
rescue home. God had answered prayer beyond 
her asking. 

The evening service was partly devoted to a praise 
service. Many were the spiritual and edifying tes- 
timonies. Jessie was rejoiced to see such a meeting 
in Williamsville. Colonel Wells took great interest 
in the work, and spoke about how his daughter had 
gone away from home to work for souls, how he 
had opposed her and never been satisfied since un- 
til he became converted the evening before. The 
Conference was a help to the church in Williams- 
ville, and many people who were misled, said that 
they saw things in a different light. 


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CHAPTER XV. 

Miss Wells had served the church at Martin three 
years, then Rev. Mr. Lake had followed her and re- 
mained two years, and Rev. Mr. James had served 
three years, and he would be moved this year. So 
Mr. Black, the delegate, was asking the conference 
to give them Miss Wells again, believing she was 
the one for the place. The last session of the Con- 
ference was called to order, and the people were to 
learn where each minister was to go. The presid- 
ing officer took the list of appointments and read it. 
Some were pleased, some were disappointed. Our 
heroine. Miss Wells, calmly awaited her name. 
"'Martin, Miss Jessie Wells.’" She was surprised. 
She would gladly go back to Martin, but never 
thought of it as being possible. It was very agree- 
able to both pastor and people. The Conference 
closed with much of the blessing of God upon the 
church, and all went to their fields of labor full of 
trust in God. Jessie remained at home a week on a 
little visit and for a rest. Maud, who was quite 
poorly, remained with her. 

Mr. Black returned home at the close of Confer- 
ence and made all arrangements for Jessie to make 
her home at their house. Edith White told her 
husband they would share their home with Maud 
as long as she lived; and many believed this would 
be but a short time. Jessie made all necessary ar- 
rangements with the delegate to have her trunk and 
boxes sent to Martin, whither they went at once as 
soon as their visit was over. Jessie accepted her new 
home with pleasure, for she would be a help to 
Mayme, and Mayme would be a help to her. Maud 
appreciated her home with Edith, and cheerfully 
settled down to await developments of the disease. 

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It soon became known that Jessie Wells and 
Maud Smith were back again, and Jessie was pas- 
tor for this year ; this brought out an unusually large 
audience and on the first Sabbath, good services 
were enjoyed. Jessie had developed in preaching 
ability and all were well pleased with their new 
pastor. Maud was there, but feeling ill. She took 
no part in the services, but her presence was a bene- 
diction to all, for the people of Martin said that if 
anyone was a Christian, Maud Smith was, and she 
had a great influence for God. When many of her 
friends looked at her they would say, ‘Toor Maud, 
she will soon get her reward/’ 

The little cemetery had been completed, with a 
nice fence, a gravel driveway, and beautiful flower 
gardens scattered over it. It appeared more like a 
park than a home for the dead. Mr. White had 
asked permission from the trustees to beautify the 
grounds, and they knew him so well that they told 
him to use his own pleasure, and do as he wished. 
He spent considerable money in completing things 
and every one was pleased to note how beautifully 
everything was arranged. Daisy Miller’s grave was 
looked after by Mr. White. 

One bright, sunny afternoon in November, an 
automobile was speeding its way down the road to 
the new cemetery, carrying six people, two men and 
four ladies, Mr. Black and Mayme, Mr. White and 
wife, Jessie Wells and Maud Smith. This was 
Maud’s first trip to the grounds since they were com- 
pleted. She was unable to get out, but she wished 
to see the place before she would be laid away be- 
neath the surface. Maud realized that her time on 
earth was short. The car stopped, Mr. White 
alighted and opened the large iron gate that swung 
from massive stone posts on either side. Mr. Black 
drove the machine in and they moved slowly along 
the gravel driveway to where it circled around a 
plot of ground, some thirty feet by fifty feet. They 

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stopped there and Mayme stepped out and placed a 
beautiful bouquet on a grave, and as she did this, 
you could have seen six pairs of eyes well moistened, 
for our little company were not ashamed of tears. 
The grounds were looked over carefully, and Maud 
expressed herself as delighted. When they were 
near the entrance, Maud expressed a desire to see 
Daisy’s grave again. When there, Maud said, in a 
trembling voice, ‘'This is a pleasure to be here with 
my friends, and you all know that I have only a short 
time to be here with you.” 

As she said this her voice almost failed. The 
hearts of all in the company were touched. 

Maud controlled herself as best she could, and 
continued, “It is a reality, so we will bear it bravely. 
I want to tell you my wishes, and I know you will 
carry them out. The ten acres of land adjoining 
this are deeded to me, and I wish to deed it to the 
church, with the condition that it shall be rented, 
and all the income put into the “Jessie Wells Rescue 
Home,” except what it will take to keep this plot of 
ground in good condition, and I want each grave to 
be kept clean.” As she said this she began to weep, 
but soon calmed herself and went on, “As necessity 
demands it, take ground and add it to this cemetery. 
I want to be buried here by the side of Daisy.” This 
was said with a tremor in her voice. “I want Jessie 
to preach my funeral sermon, and also want two 
neat white stones bought, just alike. Place one at my 
grave and one at Daisy’s. I want Mayme to give 
my personal belongings to my friends as she may 
think best, and I want you all to meet me in 
Heaven.” By this time many sobs were heard from 
our little company, but Maud was calm. They ran 
back to the city in a few minutes. Scarcely a word 
was spoken, for all hearts were too full. 

Maud declined rapidly, and scarcely three weeks 
from the time when this little company was gath- 
ered in the cemetery, they were called together in 

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Maud's room in the home of Mr. and Mrs. White. 
Maud was very low; at times, it seemed that she 
was gone. Her friends had been with her most of 
the day. She had repeated to them the former ar- 
rangement concerning her funeral and burial. Many 
kind friends stood by, longing to do something, but 
the time in Maud’s life had come, as it will to each 
of us, when human ties and friendships must be 
broken. 

There was but one now that could sustain her. 
He who had guarded her through life, now stood by 
her in the hour of death, and would go with her 
through the dark valley. Jesus was her friend in 
many dark hours, Jesus is her friend now. As the 
little company stood over her bed, thinking every 
breath would be the last, she revived, and opening 
her eyes, looked for one she did not see. Then she 
called Jessie. Jessie had stepped to the sofa and 
was resting, for she was filled with sorrow, at the 
parting from so dear a friend. She at once came to 
Maud’s side. Taking Jessie by the hand, Maud said, 
‘'Jessie, I thank our Heavenly Father that He ever 
brought you to Martin. Through you God brought 
me unto Himself. What I am, I owe to God through 
you. I will soon be with Jesus. And, Jessie, preach 
Christ as you never have. Meet me in Heaven. Tell 
all my friends I am going to God and want to meet 
them around the Throne.” As she said this, she 
sank away and was gone. The sad group found re- 
lief in tears. It was several minutes before anyone 
spoke, and, one by one, they turned away from the 
lifeless form. Mr. Black was requested by Maud to 
look after her burial, so he telephoned for the under- 
taker and had him take charge of everything. The 
funeral was conducted as Maud had requested. 
Jessie was to preach the sermon in the church on 
Sabbath afternoon. A large crowd gathered and 
the yard was full of those who could not get in the 
building. Beautiful and impressive selections were 

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sung by a selected chorus. Mr. Black read a Scrip- 
ture lesson and offered prayer. Although Jessie was 
laboring under oppressive circumstances, she did 
exceedingly well. Many said it was the best funeral 
sermon they had ever heard. Judge Brown was 
there and gave a very impressive talk. He enlarged 
upon the usefulness of a Christian woman and the 
good one can do. He spoke of many who had been 
brought to God through the labors of Miss Smith. 
''It was a timely remark made by the deceased that 
caused me to turn from sin. 'You can, if you will,’ 
were the words that fell from her lips, and caused 
me to say, 'I will.’ The world has lost something, 
the city of Martin has lost something, the church 
has lost something, I have lost something, and you 
have lost something, but our loss is her gain. She 
has gone to her reward, so let us strive to imitate 
her life, that others through our lives may be 
brought to God.” 

The procession moved very slowly away from the 
church, and the large crowd followed the remains to 
the cemetery. With tender hands they laid the body 
away, but all said, "Her soul is with God.” Very 
simple ceremonies were conducted at the grave, and 
all turned away promising that they would live bet- 
ter lives. Jessie thanked God He ever put His hand 
upon her for good, and as she viewed all that had 
taken place in the last eight years, she said, "This 
has all been accomplished through sacrifice,” and 
vowing to continue in the work until God called her 
home, she pushed on for souls. 


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CHAPTER XVI. 

Dear reader, we have been friends during our 
short acquaintance while you have been reading 
this narrative ; so let us come still nearer for a con- 
fidential talk. We will turn to the Holy Scriptures 
according to the gospel of St. Luke, chapter 14, verse 
26, and find these words : 'Tf any man come to me, 
and hate not his father, and mother, and wife, and 
children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own 
life also, he cannot be my disciple.’’ The meaning 
of the above is to love less. This was exemplified 
by our friend, Jessie Wells. She loved God more 
than all earthly ties, and by her sacrifice accom- 
plished great things for God, and His cause. Read- 
er, rehearse the contents of this book in your mind. 
Think of Mrs. Logan, Newton Lane, and Maud 
Smith gone to the glory world. Think of their work 
and influence, and of Mr. Black and daughter, 
Mayme, of Lillian Jones, and Mrs. Edith White, 
and a multitude of others on their way to heaven. 
Of the Mission station in Africa, of the nice ceme- 
tery, of the Garment factory, run in the fear of the 
Lord, and of the Jessie Wells Rescue Home, where 
many young girls who have strayed away from the 
path of right have been brought under Chris- 
tian influences and are now being brought back 
home and to God. 

Then go with me to the home of Colonel James 
Wells, .and visit this aged couple growing old in 
years, but yet young, for their youth is renewed 
like the Eagles. God reigns in their home now and 
is honored above all. Think of the blot that rested 
upon Samuel W ells’ good name, which now is erased 
in the eyes of the world. O ! think of the great 
changes that have come to all of these. How did 
it happen? God did it through one patient, sac- 
rificing little woman, Jessie Wells. 


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You may, if you will, enlarge your capacity for 
usefulness as the heroine of our sketch did, by the 
same spirit of sacrifice, or if you choose to do so, 
you can lose your life as poor Daisy Miller did, both 
in this world and in the world to come. 

Reader, the length of your life is in God’s hands, 
the breadth is in your own hands. Make your life 
useful, if not long. 


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